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How Not To Deal With The Damned
If I told you I was depressed
because I didn’t feel good enough for
you,
would you love me harder?
would you prove my worth to you?
No.
You left.
Because my depression made you feel guilty..
Did you really think that was the best solution?
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It’s been exactly a year since we broke up.
A lot of things have changed...
But the insomnia stays the same.
I keep loving the memory of you, of me back then, of us.
I must admit I still imagine bumping into you one of these days. What image of me would you get through your eyes? What thoughts would be crossing your mind?
I must admit I still miss you some days. Not the person you are today (that is a complete stranger), but the person you were once with me. But to be honest, I’m not so sure we would make any sense today.
I miss the songs we used to play, the catchy names we used to call each other, being in your embrace. I miss home. Or what used to be home, now I had to re-built something different, somewhere I would feel safe after the storm that shattered that place I used to call home.
I built a new life where you wouldn’t have a place in it. And yet, I’m still wondering what would you think of it. Would you be proud of me? Would you help me build these new projects I have in mind? Would... we? Could... we?
Sorry, I almost forgot you already killed the “we” exactly a year ago.
Breaking up with him was like jumping into icecold water which i was afraid of for a long time. But after i did i felt firstly shoked and secondly happy, relieved and proud of myself. Like as a little kiddo when i finally got myself jumping of the diving platform
Kung ang utak ko lang ang tatanungin Napakaraming dahilan para majustify ang paghihiwalay natin Kaso ang puso, ewan ko ba Ang sinasabi niya Kahit isang haunted house Naging tahanan ko naman daw ng ilang buwan Naging kaibigan ko ang mga multo Noong basang basa ako ng ulan At wala akong matuluyan Ang haunted house lang na iyon ang nagpatuloy sa akin Maraming magandang bahay pero Ang tahanan ko ay ang haunted house Tanga ang puso grabe
" I've realized one thing about life. You can never escape pain. But you can choose between two types of pain: the pain of commitment or the pain of regret." Didache 2016. Bo Sanchez This struck me the most. Yes, I am in pain right now. But this time, i am choosing the pain of commitment. Because I know if I stay, I choose comfort. I choose familiarity. I'll be wondering about the possibilities. Now that God has delivered me away from it, I must endure the uncertainties. I must learn to detach. I am sure this is pain of commitment. It made feel better.
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Noong nakilala kita, katatapos mo lang sa isang relasyon.
Ngayon naiintindihan na kita.
Na kung bakit ganoon ka kalambing at bakit ganoon rin katigas
Naghanap ka ng kalingang ipinagkait pero sarado naman ang puso mo.
Iyong pagkalito mo at pananakit.
Nandoon ako para sa iyo kaya ako ang sumalo ng lahat.
Alam mo, ngayong nagkahiwalay na tayo.
May mga gustong sumalo sa akin.
Naiintindihan na kita pero hindi ko gagawin ang pangagamit mo sa akin dati.
Gagamutin ko ang sarili ko mag-isa.
You know what makes it hard for me and for everyone else?
Ex-lovers tend to imprint a definition of love. You did a big dent on that to me.
That love is passionate but also selfish, cruel, impatient and possessive.
I am aware that kind of love is a mistake. It is the kind of love that I only know right now. And which I tragically seek again from other people.
What I must do is to unlearn it. Burn the encyclopedia of love that you wrote for me. Then believe that there are much better versions of love somewhere. The world has full of it.
And the right one is just waiting for me.
I am not yet ready but I am about to prepare myself.
I heard stories of how some boys use girls for sex and how the girl is left hurting when he's done with her, but I never knew how much it sucked until it happened to me
