You couldn’t be my “one that got away” ‘cause you never became mine and you really didn’t got away, we went our separate ways, you were happily in-love with her and I, on the other hand was hoping that you would have a change of heart. I waited because you gave me those gestures that made me hope that there was even a little chance that we would be a couple one day.

I waited because you gave me those gestures that made me hope that there was even a little chance that we would be a couple one day.

You were the one who came when I prayed and asked God for someone who would never leave me. You were the one who came when I was on the stage of moving on from my special someone. You were the one who was there helping me got through my rough times, when I was struggling to balance my time between work and school. You were the one who would get me sim loads when I run out in the middle of the night because you wouldn’t allow me to go outside or when I was somewhere else and didn’t know where the nearest store was. You were the one who would listen to all my rants about school work, friends or family, you would listen and would talk to me to lighten my mood. You were the one who remembers even the smallest details of anything and everything we talked under the sun. And how could I forget that time when I’m asking for your help because I couldn’t make my project at school and told me you can’t because you’re going somewhere else. Two hours later, you texted me, telling me you’re near my place. You traveled two hours just so we could talk for an hour and would help me personally.

But not all were happy times, there were times when at the end of the day, I would make myself realize that we were just friends, as close friends as we could be. That at the end of everyday, you would choose her over me, over and over and over again. There were also the times when we couldn’t talk for a day or two because you would tell me that you’ll be gone doing your “boyfriend duty”. It hurts, a lot. But I have to remind myself again and again and again that it wasn’t my right to be mad or jealous because we were just “close friends”.

You were my “paasa” guy, my best friend, my guilty pleasure, my almost, my soulmate.

We were never meant to be or maybe we were just “meant to have been“.

You were my “paasa” guy, my best friend, my guilty pleasure, my almost, my soulmate. We were never meant to be or maybe we were just “meant to have been“.

You were everything I’ve ever wanted but could never have. My “so close and yet so far away” moment. When God decided to give you to me, it wasn’t so I could have you as a partner but maybe to make me realize that prayers didn’t come as literally as what we asked for. You never left me. We just had to go our separate ways. You were just a character in one of the chapters of my love story.

Our chapter has ended and I know you were the happiest man now that you got married to the first and last girlfriend of your life. I’m making myself as happy as I could be for the both of you. As for now, as it seems that God is still writing the best love story I could ever had, my prayer to Him is that I’d still have a loving and forgiving heart that when the right one comes along, I’ll be as ready as I can be.