How to make Simon Marcos fall inlove?

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Two days passed and I'm still forcing myself to eat. it was my fault. it was all my fault. kung hindi lang sana ako nag-inarte that night...edi sana we're together pa but, where the hell I could find him? I don't even know his name!

I will look so desperate if I tracked him via NBI cybercrime group, it looks like he's a criminal naman well...he really is, cause I'm the victim of his love.

In the past two days, I always cry myself to sleep. I don't know how to cope up with oit situation right now...I don't want to die, cause my bags worth are way too expensive to easily end my life.

I wont let myself to drown to this thoughts cause I know that I'm worthy. worthy than my designer bags, shoes and clothes.

"Honey, he's just a man--"

"And that man was my whole world" I sarcastically cut off my mom. it was our last day here in U.S. and I will finally go home and enjoy my life in our beautiful country which is the Pearl of the orient, none other than Philippines.

"Get ready na honey, we'll go home na" mommy told me. all my things we're packed up na. I also took a bath already and I'm dressed up na din, I was just looking at the trees outside my veranda.

I have a lot of what if's. what if I longer my patience? what if I didn't ask for more? what if I did not...arghh! I wanna scream but I know none of the people here will understands me. Kuya went to her wife in Spain, and mom, dad and I were those who will go home.

I was crying while carrying my red luggage. mom looks at me like she's questioning why? but I know that they already knew the answer.

Thanks for the 4 years Boston, MA. ! The nice and good memories will be carved into my heart. I'm ready to conquer to the next level...master's in the next 2 years.

"There's a lot of boys out there, which is better looking and better than him honey" dad added, while reading newspaper.

"I don't care how better they was...Slimeyball was still the best" I replied.

"If you want to enter a relationship, make sure that there's assurance, darling. lalo na ngayon, look at you...you look so unexplained, you don't know where to find him, diba?" mom said and she wiped my tears. "Enjoy your life in the Philippines, go wherever you want honey. just keep safe, your Yaya's and body guards are with you naman" she added and I hug her.

"I love you" I said.

"We love you more Venice" she added.

As we hop on the plane. I was staring at the window view, beside my mom and dad. half of our day will spent inside this plane, so I just put earphones and listen to some music in shuffle.  but...this song hits different.

(Play RED by Taylor Swift)

Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street
Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly

Loving him is like trying to change your mind
Once you're already flying through the free fall

Like the colors in autumn, so bright, just before they lose it all

Losing him was blue like I'd never known

Missing him was dark gray, all alone

Forgetting him was like tryin' know somebody you never met

But loving him was red

Loving him was red...

Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you...