over you
Done!
So after a
year and so of not talking, you messaged me and asked me how I was. Quite
frankly, I was surprised. I was surprised that after all these years, you still
remember me.
It would be
a lie to deny that somehow I was happy that you made the first move because
seriously, I PROMISED myself that I would never ever talk to you again. At
least not the way we used to. You might say I’m bitter, I am not. I just don’t
like to be involved. I swear it would be so much easy for me to just be out of
the picture.
I am not
bitter although I first thought I was. Considering all the blows it caused my
ego, I feel I have the right to be bitter. Good thing, sense won over me. I
thought I’d bleed profusely out from this, I did but not as much as I expected
to.
My good
friends were polite enough not to talk about it. It helped me mend. It helped
me face my demons as brave as I was. I just didn’t want for people to press on
the issue. From the very start, it’s personal and so it should remain personal
till the end.
Your
message struck me. I have blocked all access in my attempt to be out of the
picture. I just feel it isn’t right to keep you in my contacts or have myself
updated with everything that goes into your life. I was never a part of it.
Don’t blame
me. Sometimes, the best way to be safe and dry is to never go out of the house
at all. I just can’t see the point of me talking to you as if things never
happened. Yeah, you would say, you were never at fault. And I am not at fault
to protect myself either.
The story
of me and you ( oh wait, just me) is one of my life’s tragedies. It’s a story
of something Unrequited, a story that I am recovering from. These days, I only
can smile at the thought of it. Someday, I’ll remember this and tell it to my
grandkids and it will be a hearty laugh.
You bet, I
am a giver. My kind nature would not allow seeing you hurting. My kind nature
wouldn’t allow seeing your heart break. After all, we only live once. I want
you to live once but Happy.
This is my
final goodbye, my friend. No bitterness. No heartache. I’m fine. I’ll have my
chance. I hope you two have the best of what you deserve. Sweet life! J
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