22. Performance Analyst. Frustrated Writer. Ex-Psych Major. Your Little Miss Sunshine. Bangs. Glasses. Braces. Tattoo.
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How can I even forget you when I keep on reminding myself to forget you?
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Mt. Ulap and it's daydreamers.
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Closure.
"I'm sorry for dragging you into this. You deserve to be happy." These words were my cue that it's about time. Time to set my self free. Time to let you go. For years, I have been looking for answers, and it felt like I was waiting for something that isn't going to happen. I was afraid to let you go because I was waiting and hoping that you'll change your mind, and choose me instead of her. I was hoping that the moments that we've spent together are enough to make you realize that I was the one for you. I was scared to remember yet I was terrified to let you go. It was a difficult to decide, but I guess fate has made it's decision. It's time to give up. It's time to accept that those memories are only going to be our memories and nothing else. It's time to accept that timing is a bitch for us. It's time for me to do what I should have done a long time ago. It's time for me to let you go.
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I have to stop wanting you.
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Saddest story? It's when he told me that "I love you too, but I can't leave her."
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Wala kang sakit na hindi kakayanin. Tandaan mo yan.
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Ihahanda ko na ba ang tissue? Haha. Thanks @_dmrsnts for lending me this :)
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Best mornings.. #nofilter (at Kiltepan View Point, Sagada)
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It’s been a year. I can’t wrap my mind around it. I never, ever pictured us to be where we are now; not together..not speaking. It’s like we’re complete strangers. It feels like the last 4 years were just a dream. I knew you were too good to be true. I said it every day. But here we are, 365 days later. Your shirt is still in my closet, your pills in my drawer, your letters under my bed, and our pictures buried under my books. All I want is to forgive and let go. All I want is to be able to look through all of your things, throw them out, give them back, burn them, do something. But it’s been a year..and I can’t bring myself to look at them. I can’t bring myself to tell the guy I’ve been seeing that I love him too. I can’t bring myself to look you in the eye.
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13,265
13,265. That’s the number of messages that we had for the past year that we’ve been together. No matter how much my phone needs memory, I can never delete them, for they always take me back to those days when my world revolved around you. At times when I miss you, I just read them-over again-even if I have already memorized each and every single one of them. Yesterday, as I celebrate my 23rd birthday, while I was inside the church, I did the one thing that I should have done a loooong time ago. I deleted the 13,265 messages that we’ve had. Boy, that felt so right. I’d like to think that I have given myself the best gift that I can give myself on my birthday. Moving on starts today. I no longer want to be the girl stuck at my old world that revolved around you. For you have left me all alone in that world, a long time ago. I am not saying that I no longer lovecyou anymore, because that’s bullshit. I still do. But, I’d like to love myself even more this time. I’d like to give myself the freedom that I deserve from thoughts of you. I’d like to give myself the freedom, that I should have done a long time ago.
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Sometimes you have to forget what you feel, and remember what you deserve.
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I hope someday I'll know the reason why You left me with no goodbye.
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