Not You Too

Don't blame me if I've been holding on for this long. It happened to be so much worth it. You're worth it. You made a promise and I look forward to the day you fulfill it.

I miss you so much. There's no hour in a day that I don't think about you. I miss you eventhough I have doubts. I think of you wondering if you're thinking about me too. It's painful, yes. But I'm not losing my faith now. I'm not losing you.

Sad Sunday

I feel like I'm going to burst into a full breakdown any moment soon. I feel so alone. Do you know how it feels to have many friends but not one can be with you when you need them the most?

Then there's that person whose word you have but not his presence. The person who can make it all better or make it all worse. The one who's supposed to be different. I want to be inspired, not pressured.

Just when tears fell from my eyes, the phone rings. My folks.

I hope tomorrow is a better day.

Losing Myself

This is good. I'm caring less. Like what I said to a good friend, I can't keep believing in something that always fails me.

All this time I've been patient. I've been hopeful. But at this point, I'm too tired to even care. I'd be lying if I say it makes me happy though. In fact, the thought that I'm now getting used to this kind of disappointment is extremely sad. It's tiring. It really is.

Like A Broken Record

They come. They Go.

The good thing is I'm getting used to it. I'm starting to learn to not expect too much. The bad thing is this may go on, and on, and on, and on.

They Come. They go. Rinse. Repeat.