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when you hit your high and low… where do you go?

“you forgot me.” your words kept ringing as if you’re here. for the past months, you forgot me. and that was just as easy as 1,2,3 for you. well that’s for you. let me tell you my side of story.. 

you forgot me.

for the months that we did not talk: nights i stayed up late thinking, drank to make me sleep,kept myself busy, accepted jobs and in every thing i did, i remembered you. yet you forgot me.

you never wondered why i stopped talking to you. you never asked. let me make you remember. i was always there. i was always trying to make you feel my presence and yet you disregarded my efforts. and by the time i told myself to stop.. you started to forget me. i stopped because i remembered you telling me that when you don’t want people in your life, you stop talking to them. let them shake off. may be i was one of them, because you stopped talking to me and you forgot me.

i know you were busy. i also was. but i was more than willing to make time for you. funny that everytime my phone rings, my phone beeps, i was hoping it was a message from you. but no.. you forgot me. 

then came your promises.. i waited. you also forgot them.

what’s more saddening is to realize that i dont even have the right to feel this way. and yet why can’t i forget?

when we saw each other again, you suddenly remembered an old friend. ME. and you expect the same treatment.you’ve got to be kidding me. if only jerkbusters exist.

i stayed mum. i can’t talk. i dont want to treat you in a bad way. i dont want to be plastic. and you continuously acted as if we just saw each other yesterday. as if you never promised a thing, as if everything’s fine. for you it does look fine. whatthehell. why wouldn’t it?

i just can’t figure how would i react in this situation because i wasn’t trained on things like these. how am i suppose to feel? angry? mad? happy? sad? what? please tell me, because all i felt was forgotten even if you haven’t told me yet that you forgot me. 

of course you have your reasons why you forgot me. i also got mine why i didn’t forget.

then you tell me— hndi mo na ako kakalimutan. that’s BAM BAM BAM with a BANG!!

wow. you sure did hit me. bulls eye. right on the spot. you sure know where to hit!

wow. just wow. I’M SPEECHLESS. 

after all those times, you forgot me.

so tell me, how am i suppose to believe? i wanted to believe in things again but i can’t because i know it’s not nice to get disappointed. it’s not nice to be promised of something, then you believe and it was never intended to come because they forgot. and i prayed and prayed and prayed to let the pain go far far away. i took time to mend my-always-believing-self. 

then you wanted the old times back. seriously? not yet. this is not to make anybody suffer. i can’t just be cool with you in a snap. because it’ll take a lot of understanding, courage, prayers and forgiveness to be the same person towards you. 

you forgot me, remember?

Give me 2 years.

sweetestserenities:

We never really learn. Even if we’ve been disappointed a lot of times in the past, we can’t help but risk everything again, because in our hearts remain that tiny bit of hope that maybe, things will turn out differently this time.

Source: noeeeee