It must have slipped out of my mind. . . but this was supposed to be our one year anniversary. Although we were never official, it just always felt like we were something more than friends with benefits. I reread the things I wrote in my journal from last year. And every page was filled with your name. The 'i love you more' fights, I had all of that jotted down. Now, I feel nostalgic, I just miss those memories so damn much. I described every little thing about you, about us. I thought it was silly then, but, looking at how tremendously happy I was with you makes me sad now. Remember when you were on vacation here in Vegas? You were going back to Stockton soon, and then Philippines. I could have sworn to myself that you would forget me, that you were just talking to me to kill time. But, you promised me that you would NEVER forget me. I asked why and you said because I made you happy and you loved talking to me. Then, you didn't text me or message me for a day or two, so I assumed you just forgot about me. Right when I was about to turn off my phone, you texted me, "Hey, beautiful <3" That's when I knew you kept your promises.
But that was last year. This year, it's a different, but somehow similar story. You said 'mahal kita' right after you fucking pissed me off after a minor fight. I doubted you, so I asked if you meant it. Your explanation on how you loved me left me in tears. You told me, "If I ever stopped talking to you again, I would never forget about it." and you also said, "If we stopped talking, it would make pretty sad, more than the friends I ditched in Cali."
You lied.
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Non-Fictioni always thought life wasn't hard. i never knew this was what life had in store for me. sometimes, it's just hard.
