Hmmm.

I think I'm quite ready to let you go :)

Here's to the new life.

Suko.

Pagod na ako.

Bakit ba ako naghihintay sa taong wala namang pakialam sakin? 6 hours na akong naghihintay.

Kailan ba yung time ko? Pagod na ako e. Isang taon na akong hindi masaya. Ano ba kasing ginawa kong mali? Wala ba akong sinunod sa rules? Karma ba sakin to? Ayoko na. Pagod na pagod na ako e.

Hirap na ako. Pwede bang sumuko nalang. Suko na ko e. Sukong suko na ko.

You're really helping me.

By giving me reasons to love you less.

Para sayo.

PLEASE LANG. KUNG HINDI RIN NAMAN KAYO MAGIGING MAGKASAMA FOREVER, IBIGAY MO NALANG SIYA SAKIN.

AKO MAY BALAK AKONG PANINDIGAN SIYA FOREVER. MAHALIN SIYA FOREVER. TUMAYO SA TABI NIYA FOREVER.

TANGINA MO LANG KASI E. SARAP MONG SAPAKIN.

FUCK YOU.

Tangina mo lang talaga. Ang kapal ng mukha mo, ok? Na hilingin na friends nalang tayo. Gago ka. Gago ka. Gago ka. Hindi ba obvious na gusto pa kita? Alam mo ba kung gano kasakit yon??? Tangina napakaselfish mo. Hindi ka parin nagbabago hanggang ngayon. Fuck you shit ka please lang.

HINT okay. Pag nagkaron ka ng pangalawang pagkakataon na igrab yung tao na pinakawalan mo before, GAWIN MO. Tatanga tanga ka kasi e. Pumatol ka pa sa panget.

Wala, sorry ka nalang. Namiss mo na yung chance mo sakin at satin. Ito na yong pangalawang beses na pinakawalan mo ko. At alam ni God na hinding hindi na ko babalik. Dahil leche ka hindi ako aso na babalik at babalik. Puta gusto ko ng kalimutan ka FOREVER.

FUCK YOU pinapahirapan mo nanaman ako ulit kahit wala ka na. Sinanay mo nanaman ako na nandiyan ka e. Tangina mo anong gagawin ko ngayon????

Oh, 2009.

I'm so sorry.. for you.

I can't help but feel sorry for you.

I never realized how desperate you were (still are). I know you too well to know that you'd do that stupid move of yours.

I finally came up with the darnest explanation for your actions.

You CANNOT be alone. You've never ever even spent a Christmas alone.

Maybe, it's a sickness now. Please, get yourself checked up.

Fool.

Maybe I should stop believing that it would be so magical when I go home.

For all this time, I have been fooling myself into thinking that we had made so much of an impact at each other's lives, something extraordinary would happen when we see each other again.

No, we're not Noah and Allie from the Notebook. We're not some characters cookie-cut from a perfect-ending movie.

We're just me and you. Two people who fell in love in high school and got over it.

We're not special. We're ordinary.

It's going to be as bland as yogurt the next time we see each other. I hope it's gonna be.

I don't want to end up like her, who waited 2 years for us to break up, to be with you again.

I want to move on.

I want to be able to look you in the eye and know that I don't want to kiss you. I want to be able to look you in the eye and know that I don't want you to feel my love.

And oh, it still won't change a thing. I still don't think we can be friends anymore.