Dearest Zony,
I heard they are looking for me. They are using all of their arsenal to find me. Pero sabi niya hindi sila magtatagumpay at may tiwala ako sa kaniya. Konti na lang ang taong mapagkakatiwalaan ko ngayon at isa na siya doon.
Ayoko magpahanap at hindi nila ako mahahanap.
Pagtakas ba 'to? Pagtakas sa mga problema?
I don’t think so. This is not escape. This is the space I need to think. The space I need to be a better version of myself.
When I fell, I fell so hard that I forgot to love myself first. The center of my universe is no longer me. Selfish pakinggan but that’s the harsh truth.
Kapag nagmahal ka, huwag na huwag mong kakalimutan na mahalin ang sarili. Dahil kapag nakalimutan mo, doon ka magsisimulang magpaka-tanga.
Love, at it's purest form, has many sides. One of those is loving yourself as you love your partner.
Kaya love yourself, Zony. Oo, makakalimutan mo. Alam na alam ko kung paano mo nakalimutan. Ramdam na ramdam ko ang resulta ng pagkalimot. Pero sumusulat ako sa'yo ngayon with the hope that magic happens.
That somehow, magic will bend time and these words of strength and encouragement, these words telling you it’s okay to fuck up, will stretch their magical hands made out of letters and syllables to reach you. To comfort you. Somehow, I believe it’s happening. Na may nakakabasa nito at kahit papaano'y nakakatulong ito sa kanila.
Dahil kahit na patuloy ang pagtulo ng luha ko habang ito'y aking sinusulat, nakakatulong ito sa akin.
I hate them. I think I will hate them forever.
But I will be better.
And being better means I will eventually forgive them.
But
I
Will
Never
Forget.
BINABASA MO ANG
Misdialed Paramour ✔️
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