I only have three days. Three days to accept that what we had for couple of years will never be resurrected.
I'll turn 22. You told me, we'll get married when I turn 23. If you were here, we will just be waiting for another year.
I know, I believe, I am hoping for God's plan. Hindi na tayo ngayon kase hindi sapat yung isang taon para makapag ipon para sa kasal. (Crazy reason huh?)
Pero ang sakit. Ang sakit pa din. Alam kong di mo to mababasa at hinihiling ko na sana wag mo tong mabasa. You deserve to be happy. Happy without me.
Dont ask me if I still love you.. You might not want to hear my answer.
(For the boy from 2008)
