I'm running as fast as I can; running away from all the pain. Its torturing me again; our past, our memories. We were so happy then, nothing could ever stop us from loving each other. Others even thought of us as the perfect couple, they were merely idolizing us. What happened to us anyway? What happened to you?
Its all coming back to her again. Him, him, him. She kept thinking about him. All day, and all night. Yea, she said she's moving on, but its not that easy. She loved him so much. So so much. It takes time to heal a deep wound. It takes time to let go of all those memories. It takes time to jeopardize the love she has for him. She hates to admit it, but yes, she's still on the process of moving on, and not even half way of it.
He did come back for her, several times I should say. But still, she said “no” for she fears of having her heart broken again, she fears of being called as a “martyr” again, she fears of making herself look stupid again.
Others think that she already moved on. But no, she's still trapped from her past. It really isn't that easy. Really. She acts like nothings wrong and it doesn't hurt when she sees him with his new girl. She's a pretender, a very good one I guess. No one really knows what she truly feels except for her (and God). Coz she keeps all the hurt and the pain inside. A smile can hide everything anyway.
I shouldn't do this to myself. I shouldn't be all miserable because of him. He's gone, gone, gone. Totally gone.
After months of acting like a sad loner girl pretending to be a freaky bubbly girl, she finally let go of HIM. FINALLY. Yes, this time it's real. She isn't pretending to be the freaky bubbly girl anymore, coz this time, she ain't fakin her smiles no more. That's good for her.
Bye bye damn boy, buhbye!
And hello hallelujah, hello hello.
To be continued.....
NOTE : This may or may not be a true story. :)) Take note, i love to imagine things. :))
P.S : “damn boy” is ______'s screen name. (coz he's so damn.)
“hallelujah” is ______'s screen name. (coz he's God fearing. And I extremely love the song hallelujah by Paramore. :) )
hello hello. andito nanaman ako. haha! my apologies for being offline these past few days. ii created a facebook account kasi (intsiklyz@yahoo.com), then i got addicted to playing restaurant city. whew! kaya ayun, di na ako masyadung nagkakaroon ng time for blogging. pasensya na talaga ha.
anyway, eto ako oh, may braces na. OMG. congrats to me! haha. LOL. hindi man siya masyadong masakit, nagulat nga ako e, and relived. (whew!) pero nagulat talaga ako kasi sabi nila, it hurts like hell daw. pero hindi naman ah. i'm guessing this: hindi pa muna siguro pinasikip ni doc ang braces kasi baka gusto niyang masanay na muna ako, then pagblik ko doon nextmonth, tsaka na nya siguro papasikipin talaga. OMG. that's my theory ha. hihi. i'm not sure pa. toynk. pero pre, habang di pa masyadong masakit ang braces na 'to, todo kain na muna ako. kasi i'm sure, di na ako makakain ng maayos sa sunod. whooa! :)
aiip. nga pala, yang "love story part 1" na yan. may part 2 pa yan, tapos part 3, part 4, so on and so forh. did you like it? hope you did, coz part 2 will be coming up soon. very soon. and btw, it may or may not be a true story ha. i'll tell you when the right time comes. :)
naku pre. sira na yata ang iPod ko. kainis/badtriip/lagot. urrrrggggh! why, why, why?! lab na lab ku gud yun. huhu. bigay pa naman yun ni tito/ninong Al. sana maayos pa yun. please please. can't live without music. waa!
i'm loving PARAMORE so so much pre. as iiin! idol na idol ko na talaga si hayley williams. actually, i'm thinking of changing my hair color to red. haha! just kiddin'. :)
This time we're not giving up
Let's make it last forever
Screaming "hallelujah"
We'll make it last forever
i'm screaming "hallelujah"! :))
'till here pre. watch out for love story part 2. :)) xoxo
P.S : pampy/dangsh! (http://rainbowsareconfusing.blogspot.com/) welcome to the world of blogging! hihi. mua mua. xoxo. missyou dansh:)
She’s crying like it’s the end of the world. Boohoo, poor girl. The love of her life just waved her goodbye last night. And no, of course it wasn’t “good”bye. Damn boy, she shouldn’t have loved him so much. And now, it hurts like hell! See? She’s been crying for hours now, but still, her tears are not getting lesser. Uh-oh.
What the hell did ii do wrong? I mean, I did everything for you; I even swallowed my pride for you. I accepted you’re sins. I accepted YOU. But why? Why are you giving up on me? Isn’t it supposed to be the other way around? Why?
Nostalgia? Yea, she’s been going through that every single second. Painful? Yeah right, of course it is. Everything, yes everything just makes her think about him; those sweet memories. She thought they were meant to be; that he was the one; that nothing or no one could ever break them. But unfortunately, she thought wrong. They were NOT meant to be, he was NOT the one, and SOMEONE could break them.
I hate her! B*tch of all b*tches! I thought she was my friend; my ate nevertheless. What a traitor! Go to hell!
Yep, it was SOMEONE. She hated that someone, so much. Slapping her and punching her would make her feel a million times better. But, she couldn’t do that. Realization is the key. She realized that the boy isn’t worth it.
After a month of crying rivers of tears, and suffering from depression, she finally decided to move on; continue living; and live her life to the fullest. Her friends helped her along the way. She also met new friends, whom also helped her recover. She learned so many lessons, and yes, she accepted it, wholeheartedly.
She then met someone else. He made her realize that, that damn boy isn’t the only guy in the whole universe. He made her smile, always. He made her laugh, he made her happy. :))
God must have sent him to me for a reason; to make me believe that there’s more to life than just that damn boy.
The damn boy came back after 2 months. He asked her if they could see each other; if they could talk again; clear things; start again. She hesitated at first. Confused. Will she accept the offer? She did, and then after several months, they talked again. He’s skinnier than ever. What happened to him? She thought. At first, they chatted about their current life, school, and etc. But then, the damn boy asked a question; the question she greatly feared. “Can you give me another chance?” the damn boy questioned. His eyes were starting to dwell in tears, he looked doubtfully hopeful, and he was wearing a buoyant smile.
Ha? What?! After what you’ve done to me! After all those things you made me go through! After hurting me like hell!! After making me accept that we’re gone! After making me move on with life! Just like that? You unexpectedly come back, and ask me that pathetic question! Who the hell are you?! *sigh* I already gave you all the chances you need, but YOU, yea YOU gave up on me! Screw you! I can go on with my life without you. LOSER.
But, she hates to admit it; she still loves him. But no, it’s nothing like before. She ain’t giving him another chance. Why would she anyway? She’s been through enough already. She’s moving on.
Tears are now running down my eyes. He wiped it. Then I looked at him. Oh God, I still love him. I have a choice to make; to give him another chance or to tell him to leave my life. I couldn’t really make up my mind when he’s right in front of me. So I’m deciding to tell him my decision next week.
She’d tell him her final decision a week later. But, after only two days, she made her decision already. SHE’S NOT GIVING HIM ANOTHER TRY. That’s that.
There they are, talking once again, or maybe it’s the last time they’ll ever talk to each other. This is it. Judgment day. She took a deep breath, then told him her last and final decision. “AYOKO NA”, she said. And to make this short, the boy cried, he insisted on letting himself have another chance. But she made her decision, and it’s final. Tears were already filling up her eyes; she doesn’t want to cry in front of him again.
I looked away, and wiped my tears. No, I am not crying because of him again. He’s just not worth it anymore.
The boy got angry at her. He threw the wallet and the handkerchief that she gave to him before. And left her there alone, looking puzzled and poignant. “How dare him?!”, she thought.
I made the right decision. I know.
And yes, she did. The damn boy became a smoker and an alcoholic. He changed a lot. And that was the last of it.
That happened last year. December something. And now, both of them have moved on. But no, they didn’t even become friends again. But that was okay. Past is past.
NOTE: This may or may not be a true story. *wink* :))
