I blame Got to Believe (teen love whut?!), driving through dark roads, and John Mayer x Katy Perry.
First, I hate your conflicts Got to Believe. Those decisions are too hard for teeners. You're throwing them into life and love situations that are just too difficult to process. Heck I'm already 29 and just imagining myself in similar circumstances is more than enough to make me teary-eyed and spiral into unreasonable sadness for
Second and third, driving through that road from Sta. Lucia Mall to Ortigas Extension with John Mayer and Katy Perry singing Who You Love on the radio is S-U-I-C-I-D-E! Cold December night, holiday cheer, dreamy lights, and that oh so yummy song inevitably pain the unpaired
I know that we just see - or used to see - each other on a "casual" basis. You know the drill, no strings attached. And I should've known better: the occasional checks via text are just that. Why I somehow feel a tinge of hurt when I read that you're wishing for your ex back and that you tried meeting people but they just couldn't compare, I haven't figured out yet. Maybe it was because I felt that I was ready to jump in and that you could be that someone to jump in with. Or perhaps because again, I was one of them, instead of being THE one. It would've been great to start the new year on a happy note, but it is what it is.
One's name may very well be one's fate. You write well by the way and I, well I fell in love with a cyber