being true to myself and to you
Right now, as I am writing this entry, I am hurting because I just lost a special person in my life. I do hope though that as he is deleting my text messages, he won’t do the same with me. I hope that he wouldn’t erase me. I know I have caused so much hurt to his heart nonetheless I don’t want to lose him completely. It’s a slap on the face: To hurt someone you care so much by your mere presence. It’s a helpless situation where you don’t know what will happen. Do you save yourself or risk it? All the things that are happening are so surreal and time after time I wish everthing was just a dream. There was no surprise. There was no him. Nothing. But no, everything is really happening and I feel so terrible because I have caused sad memories and sad moments.
I always say that I live by the moment, the instances in my life where I could definitely say that I was alive. I cherish it even though the fact of how bad things turned out looms like a fog. It is my belief that living through the pain makes me human. I know that I am meant to feel pain. I know that I was truthful with myself and with him. It would be unfair to both parties if I did otherwise. I know that somehow I had the power of making everything seem perfect but I did not do it because I know that the perfect world that I would create would be, in all its essence, a big lie. I would not be myself therefore making myself the lie itself. I don’t want to pretend. Again, I could say that throughout the entire situation, I was truthful. I did not lie. No regrets.
Also, if that person is reading this, I’m telling you this: I did not put my mind over my heart. I put some thought on this and I had concluded that to love IS to love. Time or place or person isn’t a factor that one should dwell upon when love comes along your way. Long distance relationships can be tried. It just so happened that my heart was slow to love or even like. It was all me, and my heart hasn’t given me the go signal yet. I think I was getting fond of you, but I was not yet in love or like for that matter at this time. Yes, it is frustrating, but you just can’t force emotions right? Maybe if you had all the time in the world, I think maybe the perfect world might became a reality.
Sorry.