“It’s never too late to start over.
If you weren’t happy with yesterday, try something different today.
Don’t stay stuck.
‘If I could go the distance,
my life would be different,
I can imagine, that’s how it happened’
“At that moment, we both realized that the opposite word for love isn’t hate or dislike. The opposite word for love is I loved you. It’s the past tense.”
I need romance,2012
When you realize that you wore a different shoe for the whole day 🙂
Why I haven’t noticed it? Simply because they were both comfortable and still took me to my direction.
When you broke up, he did everything he could to make you back. He cannot even dredge what he had done just to make you stay, approaches you have never cared, people that you have never considered about. You were so cruel, so self-centered, as if you are the most unfortunate soul suffering for what had happened between you and him.
When he finally understood that his mind needs to paced over from what his heart’s desire, he ended it by giving up. Giving up is not always his weak side, but sometimes it turns out to be the courageous act for his salvation. When he was certain that he doesn’t want to chase you anymore, but couldn’t stop his yearning, he made his own means of enduring his miseries.
Every time he missed you, he always writes a letter for you. A lot of letters that show the whole thing about his sentiments; there he expressed his lingering, begged you to come back, pleaded for another chance, being sorry though it wasn’t his fault and of course, cursed you to death. Those letters he has never sent it to you, neither he doesn’t have plans too. It was just his own resolution of saying goodbye and letting you go.
After a long two years, he unintentionally opens his old closet, and there he found you. You are the letters. He hid you from the closet of darkness and dismay where you are worthy to belong off, and there he buried you with the ashes of his sad memories.
Thank you for breaking his heart and for giving him the chance to see that life is much better, braver and nicer without you.
Now, his closet is afresh for another bunch of letters, waiting and accepting.
STARTING OVER AGAIN
Starring: Piolo Pascual / Toni Gonzaga / Iza Calzado
“How to keep what we have and treasure what we must.”
“Ours began in a most unexciting way, as friends. Now, our love may be quiet and boring but it is sure. With the right amount of trust and love, and even an allowance for mistake. “
“My love is bigger than you failures.”
How to make you unloved me without hurting you so much?
How to ask you to let me go without letting you feel you are not good enough?
How can I say I want to change my life and you don’t have to be part of it anymore?
How can I tell you the truth? Right into your face without seeing you ache?
I want you to let me go. I want to you to realize that I reached to my limit.
I want you to understand that I still love you but in a different way.
Please let me go, and I will be fine.
(inspired by: starting all over again)
You can reach me by railway
You can reach me by trailway
You can reach me on an airplane
You can reach me with your mind
You can reach me by caravan
Cross the desert like an Arab man
I don’t care how you get here
Just get here if you can.
This has been my favorite song three years ago. Like the rest I have been into long distance relationship for three years. A kind of relationship where you can only see the person you love once or twice a year, an exceptional relationship where most of your time for loving, fighting, and knowing the person more is outlined from non-physical existence. Whether you admit it or not, this is an unkind way of giving yourself the so called happiness.
I couldn’t say it will never work because there are also pairs beat the hardship in this kind of relationship, at the end they got the sweet harvest of their patience and love. Maybe these are the people loaded of virtues. And I am not one of them, and will never be.
So after three years of block out communication with my x-long distance boyfriend I saw a photograph of him and his baby daughter accidentally. Well he looks great and happy. For a moment, I just stopped thinking and trying to muse over if I could feel any remorse inside my heart. And certainly I have none.
I am just happy to see him that way. Finally, he got what he wants in his life, the things he needed, the people he would truly care. Those bits and pieces that I would never give him back. Now I know, I made the right choice of letting him go and allowing him to grow.
My heart feel at ease.