I was the bridge. I should've been the maid-of-honour of the wedding they're dreaming of. They were my OTP. I was jealous of their relationship because, how it can be so perfect?
Apparently, it wasn't. They broke up last year. I don't know what happened. Maybe because the guy had to leave for States because of his family? Maybe because they're getting tired of each other? Maybe they have been feeling this for a long time but too scared to let go of the memories?
Not that I was watching them go through this, I wasn't. I, myself, have issues going on, like, breaking up with my boyfriend because he's so complicated and I had to leave for Canada.
Days passed and I have been busying myself with lots of amazing things here. Not really. Haha. I am just mostly excited with One Direction merchandise which you could just get cheap here unlike in the Philippines. One day, I got a Facebook message with someone familiar. It was him.
Him:
""*insert my first name here*
nasa Canada ka na pala?""
Me:
""Wow makatawag ka nang *my first name* ah.""
Because he never called me that. I am older than him, he used to call me ""ate"" but we don't talk that much, rather, we don't really talk. The last message I received from him before that was two years ago. We talk. Everyday, every time we had a free time, we chat. Talking about their relationship, how did it become so wrong. I asked him, ""do you still love her?"" ""If yes, go ask her if you two can still be together."" I pushed him. Because they were my OTP. He asked and she said no. He didn't cry. Instead, he became honest with me. He told me that he regret asking her right after he sent her the message. At that moment, I had mixed feelings. I can't do anything about it, it's their life.
We just continued to talk and all, he told me his deepest and darkest secrets. He told me everything. From time to time, he would ask me, ""kung manliligaw ako, sasagutin mo ba ko?"" And I would just laugh it off. I didn't know he was being serious. And I was guarding myself up because, I can't fall. His ex-girlfriend was my best friend. But then I did. The horror. I wasn't supposed to feel that way. I haven't even seen him since we were hanging out in the Philippines. We even had 1-hour time difference. But yeah, I felt what I wasn't supposed to. I can't help it. I know many of our friends will hate us if we'll be together. And with those odds, we did anyways. Am I so bad? I feel like I am. I'm thinking that what we have is so wrong yet, it feels so right.
Anyway, the purpose of this is to apologize to her. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I stopped myself but I wasn't able to. I'm really, really sorry. I know I brought this to myself but I'm hurting too, you know. It hurts to see that you are so far. I know I'm the first one to let go but for me you are still one of my best friends. I'm sorry.
BINABASA MO ANG
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