Hey,
What if life is not a prison? What if we or our way of thinking is actually the prison?
'I'm never gonna be happy,' you say. It has already been what, 29, 30 years? And yet, you still keep that same old idea of yours? You make me want to hit you in the face in the hardest way possible. You say life is a prison. It's not life that's the prison. It's you everytime you limit yourself. You deserve happiness, and with that being said, of course you can get it. Remember, we make our own happiness.
Ate, there's nothing wrong with loving. And there's nothing to be sorry about. It's always better to have loved and lost than to not have loved at all, 'di ba? If it was not me whom you confessed feelings to, I will be the one cheering you up and telling you that this is okay. You did nothing wrong.
But then, talking even more is going to be too much to bear for the both of us.
I want to tell you that detaching yourself from the world wouldn't really do you any good. Because there will come a time when you'll have to feel, and when that happens, how are you gonna cope? In the same sorry way you always have in the previous years?
If anything else, shouldn't you be making yourself stronger? Wiser? So that if and when that time comes, you are not gonna be weak if and when you take the next fall?
I'm not saying that preparing for that next heartbreak will make it easier. There is no guarantee for that. But I'm counting on the slight chance that it might. It could. At least, give it a try.
This is not me saying friendship over. No. And I am not mad at you for loving me in the way you did. Thanks for seeing me in ways I never saw, have never seen myself.
But just so you know, I have always known. I was just waiting for you to be upfront about it. I never thought I would be the one doing the rejecting but, you know I don't feel the same way. This is the elephant in our room. Move on from me first, then when you already have, maybe we can be friends again. Just like old times. I will be waiting for my friend. Good night. May God bless you too.
Nak
What if life is not a prison? What if we or our way of thinking is actually the prison?
'I'm never gonna be happy,' you say. It has already been what, 29, 30 years? And yet, you still keep that same old idea of yours? You make me want to hit you in the face in the hardest way possible. You say life is a prison. It's not life that's the prison. It's you everytime you limit yourself. You deserve happiness, and with that being said, of course you can get it. Remember, we make our own happiness.
Ate, there's nothing wrong with loving. And there's nothing to be sorry about. It's always better to have loved and lost than to not have loved at all, 'di ba? If it was not me whom you confessed feelings to, I will be the one cheering you up and telling you that this is okay. You did nothing wrong.
But then, talking even more is going to be too much to bear for the both of us.
I want to tell you that detaching yourself from the world wouldn't really do you any good. Because there will come a time when you'll have to feel, and when that happens, how are you gonna cope? In the same sorry way you always have in the previous years?
If anything else, shouldn't you be making yourself stronger? Wiser? So that if and when that time comes, you are not gonna be weak if and when you take the next fall?
I'm not saying that preparing for that next heartbreak will make it easier. There is no guarantee for that. But I'm counting on the slight chance that it might. It could. At least, give it a try.
This is not me saying friendship over. No. And I am not mad at you for loving me in the way you did. Thanks for seeing me in ways I never saw, have never seen myself.
But just so you know, I have always known. I was just waiting for you to be upfront about it. I never thought I would be the one doing the rejecting but, you know I don't feel the same way. This is the elephant in our room. Move on from me first, then when you already have, maybe we can be friends again. Just like old times. I will be waiting for my friend. Good night. May God bless you too.
Nak