"Bakit kung sino pa yung gago yun pa yung minahal mo, sino pa yung mabait yun pa yung ginago mo."
Three years and a half. Yep, that's how long it has been. The moment you told me you fell in love with me and the moment I told you I was with someone. You knew I was in love with my then-boyfriend. You knew how happy I was with my boyfriend. I told you every single detail about what's been going on with my life.
I see you as a friend. A confidante. A lifesaver.
Not as the man who would make me happy and would give everything I need AND want.
But as a companion whenever I feel bored.
A person who would drop me off at home cos I don't know how to use public transport.
And I will always be that girl to you who makes your current girlfriends jealous.
I told you that if I didn't have a boyfriend, it would've been you.
That I felt something but I'd rather give my boyfriend a chance cos I loved him dearly.
You told me you were going to wait.
I didn't believe you cos you jumped from one relationship to another.
But now, I'm free and you wanted to be free.
This isn't fair.
To me and to you.
You know I'm going back to Australia and what I can offer you is just temporary.
Now, no matter what I do. Somebody will get hurt.
When Eunice told me that you were still in love with, I couldn't think of anything else.
The hope, the joy and the kilig kept me awake at night.
Why does it have to be you??
Even the way you said good bye on Monday meant something.
Why is it always like this?
Wala ka mapapala sakin eh.
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