To VXL:
I'm writing this to you at a coffee shop in Makati City. Do you still remember those times when we just go out and explore the city; trying every coffee shop no matter how expensive or shitty it was. I remember you liked espresso shots, and we'd argue why it was a waste of money. I liked my coffee cold, and we'd argue why it was weird to have coffee over ice.
You may be wondering why I am writing to you after all these years. Maybe it's the aroma of the cafe I'm at. Or maybe because of the iced Americano I just had. But I won't keep you guessing.
I'm writing to you because, since you left, I had no one to write to...nor had a love story to write about.
I know you are happy with someone now. But, to be brutally honest, it still pains me to see you happy with someone who is not me. Yes, I am being selfish, stubborn, immature...you name it, but how couldn't I?
I saw our future together; I saw all the signs. Had the right foretelling dreams. You promised me beautiful things and filled my days with so much bliss. You revealed so much about yourself to me; you scared me at first but I loved every divine and twisted bit of you. I was so sure of us; I gave myself to you.
But after all the love we shared, after all the things I have done for you, after all the challenges we've been through, you still chose to leave. To never turn back. To forget everything we had as if it was nothing.
It's almost lunch time and I'm still writing this letter to you. I just need to get this out of my system. It took me too long to muster all the courage I have now.
How dare you caress someone with the same arms you used to keep me safe? How dare you look at someone else with the same eyes you held your vision with mine? How dare you kiss someone else with the same mouth you promised me love?
