I Indeed Babysat
Whether the title has something to do with what happened or not, the main purpose of the title here is to remind you that this is the past tense version of my very first post about the relationship of me and my Baby. It's in the past tense for the reason that the greatest paradox we ever committed to is that forever ended. Immortality died.
I'm not here to mention the happenings just so that I could make you agree with my own side of the story. No, that's not what I do. And I will spare the person I loved from any judgments. But of course, I can't help but spill a bit of general information here.
I just need to let it out to feel a little better. Catharsis.
Sometimes, in an argument, we all don't need to hear explanations when someone does us wrong. All we need is that one word to make it all okay: "Sorry". I just wanted to feel better by that very very very simple word because nothing was a big deal and all considerations were considered--I'm a person who does his best to understand the side of others. You need not to explain, I already know if not all partly of what you will say. All I wanted that time was to be understood that I just want to be a bit comforted, cared of.. Just a simple wish which turned out to be for some as a challenge to break the relationship.
Of course, the rest is history. I don't want to say more.
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The feeling is true: When you have no more chance to be with the one you love, the memories will flash like the montage on movies. It was happening to me the whole day--the images ran through my head every second without warning. And the thought of that person makes your chest heavy, as if your heart is loaded with dirt that you can't bring yourself up anymore.
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Yes, so many regrets. But we both agreed it's for the better. We have come through A LOT of people who tried to bring us down but now, here we are, half due to my mistake, half yours. Oh, well.... Life goes on. I'm not sure if I were to love again soon enough, because I keep on searching for that CERTAIN love I had for more than a year.
If it's sweeter at the start, then it's bitter in the end.
But before I go, let me share this wonderful text message I received from a friend named Ghie:
"The person who really loves you sees what a mess you can be, how moody you can get, and how hard you are to handle.. But still wants you in his/her life."
"How would you know the mark of a person worth keeping for the erst of your life? It's when you become impossible to deal with.. Yet, they stay."
I'm not here to mention the happenings just so that I could make you agree with my own side of the story. No, that's not what I do. And I will spare the person I loved from any judgments. But of course, I can't help but spill a bit of general information here.
I just need to let it out to feel a little better. Catharsis.
Sometimes, in an argument, we all don't need to hear explanations when someone does us wrong. All we need is that one word to make it all okay: "Sorry". I just wanted to feel better by that very very very simple word because nothing was a big deal and all considerations were considered--I'm a person who does his best to understand the side of others. You need not to explain, I already know if not all partly of what you will say. All I wanted that time was to be understood that I just want to be a bit comforted, cared of.. Just a simple wish which turned out to be for some as a challenge to break the relationship.
Of course, the rest is history. I don't want to say more.
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The feeling is true: When you have no more chance to be with the one you love, the memories will flash like the montage on movies. It was happening to me the whole day--the images ran through my head every second without warning. And the thought of that person makes your chest heavy, as if your heart is loaded with dirt that you can't bring yourself up anymore.
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Yes, so many regrets. But we both agreed it's for the better. We have come through A LOT of people who tried to bring us down but now, here we are, half due to my mistake, half yours. Oh, well.... Life goes on. I'm not sure if I were to love again soon enough, because I keep on searching for that CERTAIN love I had for more than a year.
If it's sweeter at the start, then it's bitter in the end.
But before I go, let me share this wonderful text message I received from a friend named Ghie:
"The person who really loves you sees what a mess you can be, how moody you can get, and how hard you are to handle.. But still wants you in his/her life."
"How would you know the mark of a person worth keeping for the erst of your life? It's when you become impossible to deal with.. Yet, they stay."
