Have you ever felt that feeling when you thought you've found "the one"? Well, I did.
College. 2nd year. (What is it with me and 2nd years?!?!?!)
We started out as friends (what a cliche) then he admitted to me that he likes me. I felt so loved, special, and secured with him so after being afraid to fall in love for too long I finally gave in.
We had a great time but those great times were short lived. When he had bumps on the road, he left me hanging. I gave him space and time. I thought maybe when he realized how much "what we have" means to him, he'll get the courage to fight for it. But... he didn't... he walked away.
At the time I didn't feel any hate or anger towards his cowardly act. All I felt was regret because I know it could've been a perfect relationship.
It was a right love at the wrong time. Sayang.
But this time, I felt like he was more in the losing end that I am. He's the one who's so bitter about what happened up until this day. And we couldn't be friends anymore, I don't even know why he's so mad at me.
I thought I finally found someone who would love me more than I love him but obviously, I thought wrong because if I didn't we would be together 'til now.
Love - 0; Pain - 2
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