after a year
dear the english boy who broke my heart,
if your breakup with her was because i prayed for it everyday, i want to say sorry but i'm not. i just feel sorry for you. you found out she wasn't actually loyal to you. you weren't alone since day 01. you were practically a sobbing mess.
you begged me to be with you and i said no. you were confused by my answer.
"i know you love me, here i am loving you back." were your exact words. i didn't provide you an answer but instead i slapped you and left.
i fucking refuse to be your rebound. i deserve much more than that. and you knew i love you? yet you still kept talking about her in front of me? knowing you'll hurt me? you insufferable jerk.
but i want to thank you. thank you for helping me find myself through this experience. if i didn't cried at that park, i wouldn't have met my boyfriend. who treats me like a princess not a soldier in love holding a sword to fight for you. a fight that will just eventually leave me crying on my own.
i realized you weren't dazzling, you were normal boy, laced with knives. and you were definitely not gorgeous, you were normal. a normal guy. a normal guy in passing.
the girl you broke yet found herself
끝
BINABASA MO ANG
to the boy who broke my heart.
Storie brevi; in which a girl writes to a boy to tell him how much he broke her. a short story by julia alexandra lowercase letters are intended.