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Ex is an Ex for a reason...

I may be naive about things in life specially those concerning the emotional side but somehow I have an attitude na I always push things to the limit. I'm the type who tries to go beyond the norm of society but I guess this time I have to yield in.

I've always thought na even if 'Ex' mo na ang someone.. everyone started out as 'friends' so it must end as 'friends' as well.

Now that I'm in the situation, hirap pala talaga.. it ain't easy to say 'hi, musta?' to someone you shared your heart with without thinking if he feels the same still. It's difficult to accept the at one point in time you were the one who filled his heart but now there's someone else. Even the thought that he's enjoying talking to her now tortures my mind and heart.

But there's an end to everything. No matter how much one desires to hold on to a love.. Once it's past, it's past.

I may be hurting a lot now, but nobody knows how much but my heart alone. Yeah they say negative or hurts should be shown out in the open to help heal but that doesn't work for me. Though everyone says I'm blooming and prettier than ever, I guess I know how to keep a mask din pala. Oh well at least I'm not at all the only person in defeat someday I'll see a silver lining in all of these.

I never wanted to let go. Love is too precious to be let gone just like that. But this time it's out of my control and I should learn to respect other's decision.

Yesterday was the worst one whole day I've never heard from him. But I kept myself calm. I know he's happier and I should be happy for him. Truly when one loves another, one must learn to be happy for the other even if that happiness means you are not part of it.

When I asked a trusted friend if it's time for me to let go.. She said "Let go Laydee, you are a very special person, you are capable of loving so true, and it's his fault he doesn't see that"

So I must... as the Song goes "Learning to Love Oneself is the Greatest Gift of All"


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