Prologue
"Breyar, don't make this anymore difficult for the both of us."
Yves Euzen Guererro was far from what I expected him to become in my life. We had become, inherently, opposite to what I have envisioned we would be. What I imagined to be a smooth horse ride to my happily ever after was broken by the constant rejections he made as a response towards my innocent but genuine confessions.
However, as crazy as this may sound, I eventually learned to appreciate the consistency he has always displayed when it comes to tearing apart the fantasies I have always thought I could turn into reality. After all, I need the wake up calls. I need to be dragged back into real world and get rid of whatever it is that I'm holding onto which for years I mistook for hope.
"Don't make me hate you."
Hate. I have always been told that humanity considers it to be the strongest word against someone, so naturally, I have been taught that no one in the world can genuinely hate. It was all because of the belief that human nature was made to love, that humans were made to feel the emotions of love stronger than the feelings of hate.
But now, I really wished I was taught differently.
"Why? Why can't I let you go, Yves?"
The familiar look of tragedy had plastered upon his face as our eyes met. While his eyes displays nonchalance, mine displays desperation and pain. This was the difference between the person whose love is unrequited and a person wanting to get rid of someone harbouring feelings he did not ask for.
"Please tell me me how I can un love you," My voice cracked, almost begging. I did not ask to fall in love, I also did not ask to fall dangerously in love with him to the point of no return. Unloving someone is not as easy as growing to love them.
I simply cannot un love Yves Euzen Guererro.
Yves broke out from the eye contact, retreating away from me and opening up the distance between us. As if we weren't already so distant. However, I didn't want to protest as it was the least I could do at that point, stay silent and give him his space. I looked at the dismissing figure that had loomed over me just a couple of seconds ago and felt my heart drop.
Since when did he, the prince charming of my dreams, become a nightmare I wanted to wake up from. But I guess, while he is indeed a prince charming. He just isn't mine and never will I be able to call him, mine.
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The entirety of this story is fictional and is a pigment of my imagination - written solely for entertainment purposes. Any events, people, and time that are associated with and similar to other stories or in real life are purely coincidental. I will not tolerate plagiarising.
Language: Tagalog | English
(c) MyTeardrops 2023[ Characters ]
Breyar Krizel Dasalla
Yves Euzen Guererro
Ren Carter Salvacion
April Camrine Palmyras
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