This will be the last message I will write to you.
The last message that you won’t ever read.
I guess I have to let you go. This time, for real. No more turning back for me. No more drunk calls and messages. No more.
I still remember the time when we used to looked at each other from a far and would smile with each other.
We would text each other even when we are in the same table, with the same group of people.
Do you still remember the time when you would take me to the ‘sakayan’ and let me ride the jeep home but you would always kiss my forehead before I get in? And you would stay outside the window while the jeep is still waiting for passengers and would talk to me and said “Don’t go home yet”.
Do you still remember the time where I would just stay beside you while you have “tagay” with your friends? I would just sometimes stay there, holding your hand.
Do you remember the time during the “concert” at school and a song played and we held hands? And your other barkada sang the song and stared at as laughing? Damn! That was the night that I knew that I would said ‘yes’ soon.
I still remember some important dates during our story
January 04 - January 29 - February 06 - February 07 - March 02 - March 04 - March 05
I still feel the same. Even after all the pain. I still love you.
Thank you for all the good and bad memories we had. Thank you for all the support when I needed it the most. Thank you for the love you gave even for a just short period of time. Thank you for all the forehead kisses. Thank you for the holding hands, the rub at the back. Thank you for the Iloveyous, take cares, goodmornings, goodnights. Thank you for the foodtrips, gala and everyday date.
I’m sorry. I’m sorry for turning out to be the woman you don’t want. I’m sorry if “nakipagsabayan ako” to all of your gala. I’m sorry if I kept nagging about certain things. I’m sorry if in a little span of time I didn’t trusted you, you can’t blame me and I can’t blame you because you didn’t know what I’ve been through. I’m sorry if for you ‘I was too much’. I’m sorry if after 6 months of being not in a relationship with you already I still kept on bugging you, I kept texting you, messaging you, calling you, texting your mom. I’m sorry.
This time, I guess, for real I have to let you go even after all this time that I was holding unto you, you’ve already given up on me.
I miss how we held hands, how we would laugh so hard that we can’t breathe, how you would secretly take me out of school to eat even if I have some school stuff to do, how you would make an effort to win my bestfriends trust. I miss your scent. I miss everything about you. Damn I miss you so damn much.
Thank you. I love you. I miss you. I’m sorry.
God knows how much I’ve sacrificed for our relationship. God knows I did everything. God knows how much I love you and I know God knows what He is doing.
Gaaaaahd I love you so much that it hurts. I’m letting you go, mahal. I am. :(
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