I haven’t been completely honest with you. And I don’t even know if you deserve to know the truth. I already know that next to your happiness, is another girl. The girl I could never be. I am still not sure why I feel that you need me by yourside even when you’re already staring at someone that is not me and obviously willing to take my place.
I know that I shouldn’t be telling these things indirectly, I know that it should be done personally and I am completely aware that there’s a possibility that you might read this, all I could say is that “I’m sorry.”
Sorry for being pretentious. Sorry for my actions. Sorry for making things complicated. Sorry because I fell in love with you. Sorry for taking this burden with me for such a long time and not sharing it with you. Please understand that I need time to find myself and try to heal. I deserve to be happy. You already found your happiness, right? I choose to not interfere. I’ve been hurting. You haven’t even had a clue or hint that you were the one hurting me. But hey, in all fairness, I took the shots and cuts for you. I wouldn’t want you to get hurt. That’s why I made you believe that I’m completely fine. Even if I’m dying inside, drowning in my own thoughts with no one to save me. There were days I had urges to tell you the ‘lines’ but I assumed they were better left unsaid. Mostly because of the fact that there’s no point in saying it. And that I was right all along.
I think it’s time for me to go. I may not know where to go, but at least I can let go of what’s hurting me. Don’t be selfish! And don’t ever think I hate you. (Well yes, I hate you for not seeing through me and looking and wanting someone else that isn’t me, but “CES’T LA VIE!” I’m used to it.) But I have been wanting to say that “I’m fucking stuck on loving you.” It sucks. Sucks to be me. I hate myself. But yes, I love you.
“I love you, more than you could ever know.”
Sincerely and truly yours (not in the sense you own me, but still—),
Be strong and think: So what if he doesn’t like me? He is not the only guy in the world. Remember this, he is not one in a million, but rather just one out of a million. Yes, he is very much that insignificant if you were to look at this matter in that perspective.
Ask yourself this:
when people make plans in front of you
Konting lambing lang, okay na.