Dear Love,

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It's been forever since I last had faith in you. Could you blame me though? Every time I thought that I'll finally find you, you ended up betraying me. And with each betrayal, my belief in you faded until this point where it doesn't exist.

I've seen you though, I've felt you. I've seen you in those romantic movies I'd act like I despise in front of the world, but secretly cry while watching. I've felt you while reading books I said were cliche. I've indulged in you too, in the guy who never knew I existed.

But with time, it ended. Now, I know that wherever you come, pain and despair would follow along. I know that it doesn't work like movies, you don't really end up with the one you want to. I know that it ain't no fairytale, he wouldn't change for you.

But with all that being said, I would also want to thank you. Because you do exist in the heart of those people that I can't live without. You have no idea of how happy you've made people around me. Say mum and dad? You've no idea of how happy it makes me to see my best friend talking about you. Or when Granny tells me stories of how she found you in a man she barely knew.

It's okay if you haven't knocked my door just yet, because even though my belief in you is completely shattered, I know by now that someday, you'll come back in my life and that someday, you'd give me so much of yourself that I wouldn't be able to keep my walls up any longer.

I know that there's a happy ending waiting for me.

Until I find you again,
Another Hopeless Romantic

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