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An Open Letter For The One Who Had My Heart For Five Long Years

About belladonna

I love to read. I'm a bad story teller. Hindi ko din kayang iexplain ang gusto kong sabihin. And every time that I need and feel to, I write down what I wanted to say. Only few people could understand me and know my real story. Minsan para akong may dual personality, dumedepende ang pakikitungo ko sa taong kaharap ko. Magulo akong tao. Mahiyain sa public at sa mga mas nakakataas na tao sakin, pero makulit at walang hiya sa bahay at sa mga taong nakakakilala sakin. Suplada at rude, pero mabait at approachable din. Tamad ako sa gawaing bahay, pero masipag ako sa trabaho ko. Wala akong pasensiya, pero pag may gusto ako, pupursigihin ko. Doubtful ako, pero madali ding maniwala. Madamot ako, pero galante din naman. Cow girl, pero may kaartehan. One of the boys ng barkada, pero girly para sa iba. Wala pang nagiging boyfriend, pero nasabihan na ng PLAYGIRL by a complete stranger. Hindi naman flirty, pero may mga naging boylet. Gusto ng magkaboyfriend pero lagi namang nambabasted. Matalino pero may pagkatanga. Panget pero maganda. Chubby pero sexy. Complicated pero simple. No logic could explain my irrationality.

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I don’t know when my stupid feelings all started. I just woke up one day, and felt jealousy for your girlfriend. I just woke up one day and felt my heart breaking whenever you told stories about your girl and how you loved her that much. I just woke up one day and felt happy whenever I was with you. I just woke up one day and longed for you when you were not around. I just woke up one day and felt so strange. I just woke up one day and knew that I was falling in love with you, and I knew that I had to keep the truth from you. I just woke up one day and started to realize that I loved you. And then the rest was history. I refuse to remember everything, though memories of togetherness haunt me every now and then.

We shared great moments together, all the laughter, and all the arguments we had. I wish you remembered it all for always. I know how stupid I was for letting myself fall for you, but I never intended it to happen, it just did. I was in pain. I was in grudge. I was my best and my worst when I loved you.

I would never ask you now if you had ever reciprocated all the love that I was willing to offer, I would only thank you. Thank you for coming into my life. Thank you for making me feet the things I never thought I would. Thank you for making me feel like myself. Thank you for the memories. Thank you for saying sorry even though it was my fault. Thank you for understanding me and my temperamental side. Thank you for bringing out the best and the worst in me. Thank you for teaching me some Maths. Thank you for sharing your notes, projects and assignments with me. Thank you for the times you spent researching in the library with me. Thank you for trying to make me smile. Thank you for cracking jokes even though I would always say it’s corny but would certainly laugh at it. Thank you for believing I need not lose weight. Thank you for trying to comfort me when I am scared and about to cry. Thank you for the respect. Thank you for letting me see the side of you no other people ever saw. Thank you for the heartaches and pain. Thank you for letting me be a part of your life.

I have moved on. Though I remember you sometimes, like now, doesn’t mean I am still stuck with the past. I have forgiven you, and forgiven myself too. I am sorry also for all the things that I did that hurt you and made you embarrassed. I know I am really rude, and I am sorry for that. I hope you forgive me too. And please, don’t forget to remember me, sometimes.

author: belladonna

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