Since there wasn't a prof for Philippine History class, I decided to just go down and bum around school, while waiting for my sister. I saw a friend from high school that I haven't seen for quite a while, Margot, and we caught up on things. Of course she asked on how he and I were, and I told her that he already left. And I told her it never was over because there wasn't even anything to start with. Our conversation continued, but this is what struck me:
Me: Why would he even care about me?
Margot: Why wouldn't he?
Goodness. I didn't know what to say.
It's been a while since I last saw him. Yes, I do miss him, but oh well.
Life goes on.
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2 comments:
Aaawww...it's so obvious you're still in love with him. Let it go dear and go for someone who'll appreciate you for everything. :) Just go with the flow :)
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He'd be a damn fool not to care about someone like you. It's HIS loss, bestie. Not yours. I know you're still hurting but it'll pass. Like every other hurt, it'll pass. Or at least be easier to bear.
Hang in there.
You're stronger than you think.
I love you.
Always.
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