I fell in love. Got hurt. But decided to fall in love again. Isn't it pathetic? I keep on taking the risks.
After that one, I was traumatized. I was deeply in love with him but he chose that cheap bitch. I hated guys after him. I rejected all my suitors. I built a wall inside me and keep it strong. I don't want to fall in love. I shouldn't.
But I met him, and he changed me. He is my friend. Then he confessed that he loves me. I kept my distance from him. I can't fall in love. But he keeps on chasing me.
Until one day, I found myself in a restaurant having a date with him. After that night, we go out more frequent. When I realized that I'm falling for him, I kept my distance again. I'm afraid. I can't handle pain. I can't face heartaches. I can't treat any heartbreakes. He didn't stop contacting me. In Facebook and other social media sites.
What if I give it a try? What if he won't hurt me just like what my ex did to me? What if he's different?
But what if he is just like those bastards out there?
I should give it a try. Maybe this time I won't get hurt. So I let him court me. I already told him I love him. He was very happy.
We always take pictures together, eat together, go out together and everything that we do together.
After almost a year of courting me I'm ready to give my answer. I texted him that I want to meet him because I need to talk to him, I told him the place and time.
That night, in that resto, I saw him kissing another girl. I recognized the girl, she's his ex-girlfriend.
It hurts so bad.. So bad that I really want to get a knife and cut my wrist.
I isolated myself from the people around me. For a month I'm just inside my room. I received a message from him. He wants to see me? Oh, shit?! Why?! He needs to explain?!
I decided to see him. I listened to his explanations. He said he's sorry because he thought he loves me but when he saw his ex all of his feelings suddenly came back. My tears didn't stop flowing down from my eyes. Right after he said his damn explanation I slapped him hard on his face.
After that day, I moved on, I think. I do flings but I really don't take it seriously.
It's been a year after that guy broke my heart. Well, maybe it is not meant to be. They're just meant to cross our path for a pretty damn reason, but sometimes, they're not meant to stay.
I know... Atleast I tried... Atleast I became happy... Atleast, even it was just a year,he loved me. I just borrowed an angel that I cannot own.
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A/n: Hope you like it!
