Trip To Baguio

Prologue

To the guy who left me hanging,

I'm sure I didn't love you but why am I feeling this way. This emptiness I feel when a song reminds me of you, those plans you told me, those promises you made. Why, why on earth am I feeling this pain in my chest?

To the guy who's willingly there to catch me,

Thank you. Thank you for catching me, saving me from my damnation. How overwhelming your love is for me. But I am sorry, I couldn't love you back that whole. Something is pulling me down, pulling me from the depths of my past that still haunt me. I promise, someday I can finally love you whole and start a new beginning without hesitations and guilt from my past.

To the girl whose heart has been shattered too many times,

Who will you choose? The guy who left you hanging or the guy who's willingly there to catch you?