WARNING: If you’re someone “bitter” (which I can’t blame), stop reading now or you’ll regret it. I’ll be gushing about my relationship here. In short, this is a love story. (Just so you know what this would be all about.)
It’s been a year!
I was in a 7-year old relationship with someone that time. But what I thought a wonderful relationship suddenly went sour and bitter. We decided to give ourselves a break to think things over and see if we could patch things up. I registered in an online communication site to meet new friends. Then, you messaged me, “Hi.” (Silly, as my friends put it.) We chatted almost everyday. I enjoyed exchanging messages with you, little did I know that I was already cheating my boyfriend that time. But I am not sure if cheating was the term because I told him about you. He said it was okay because I might had been bored of our relationship and that eventually, I would realize that I couldn’t afford to lose him…
Came the time when we decided to meet in person. And yes! my boyfriend knew it. All the time, I had been honest to him about you. All he said, “That’s fine. You two are just friends, anyway.”
And so we met. I could still recall how you smelled so good and how handsome you were. You reminded me how it feels to have butterflies inside my stomach. I didn’t have a good sleep that night because you kept running in my head. (You must had been very tired, lol!)
On the other hand, I told my boyfriend about how I felt towards you. He said he understood but was still positive that it was just temporary. But month passed and my feelings towards you remained and it even grew more. I woke up one day realizing that it was no longer just merely a crush or a temporary admiration. I realized that I LOVE YOU.
Then the hard admission to him… I was confused. I was scared. The thought of losing a 7-year old relationship daunted me. I was afraid that I might regret choosing you. I kept it myself, but I had been honest to him every time we met. But I didn’t have courage to give an official closure to our relationship. (Foolish selfishness!)
Then you two met. It was a moment that I knew would come but I didn’t expect it to be that soon. It was during my grandmother’s wake. I cried after giving a speech, you were there to comfort me. He was there, too. He was looking at us from a distance and he probably couldn’t help watching me crying, he approached us. Without saying a word, he rubbed my back to comfort me. You were startled. You knew him as my ex-boyfriend. But, no! We never had an official closure. I was scared. I cried more. This time it was no longer for my grandmother. (Sorry, La.) I thought of not breathing, so I could die. LOL I didn’t know what to do. My uncles came near, just in case one of you will be furious and lose your composure. (Oh, what a mess had I created. <facepalm>) I was glad you’re professional enough to leave and gave us time to talk. But I felt how angry you were…
From that time, he kept his distance towards me. But he was still hopeful that the two of us would get back together. I chose you. Eventually, he gave up and decided to let go.
And there’s you and me… We moved on together. I chose you, and I don’t have regrets. I’m happy. The rest is our “love story”. :*
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