For many people who have witnessed my past relationship with someone, they usually have their eyebrows up when I get to mention X's name. They would think that I am still in-love with X and that I am still into X, and all those blah-blah-blah "One More Chance" stuff.
Sorry to burst your bubbles: NO. Not anymore. I just enjoy talking about it, but it doesn't mean I'm still head over heels for that... creature. Not even bitterness do I sense any tinge about it anymore.
Yes, I admit, was madly in-love that time. But come on, I have moved on; You guys move on, too. Stop forcing me to go back to the ruins. I have already dusted myself off. Sure, everyone liked it when we were together, everyone witnessed our ups and downs, everyone have seen the sweetness that we shared with each other.... But that's over. I am already miles away from it and I'm loving every step I take away from it.
It's about time that you all also move on.
There are also people who if not force me to go back to X, take good care of the bitterness that my X and I had when we broke up. Why? You were never part of that argument, why interfere? Why not move on also? X and I are already somehow okay, why can't you be? It's the funniest thing in the world.
I used to believe that love never dies, that love is constant and unchanged. I proved me wrong. It's a lesson I have learned.
"Nothing lasts forever," to rephrase my friend Gabby who told me this just last night regarding this new thing I am having with another. "Sometimes, we just wake up and discover that love is fading away and gone."
That's why I don't let my life depend on love. It can sometimes be unstable. So my life rests in the arms of Happiness. That's all that matters now. Not love, but Happiness. Just enjoy life in its motherfucking fullest.
"Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body." - GaGa
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