His Greatest Love
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Dernière publication mar., mai 31, 2022
Rebound?
Yes that is how i define myself
Imagine sa loob ng maraming taon na ako yung kasama niya
Matutuklasan kong isa lang pala akong taong bumubuo sa kanya
Sa minsa'y winasak ng isang babae
Isang babaeng ginawa din siyang rebound
Wala na atang mas sasakit pa sa nasa akin nga ang buong atensyon niya hindi naman sa akin tumitibok ang puso niya
After knowing everything nandito padin ako nag stay padin sa kanya
Kahit na alam kong mali kahit na alam kong walang patutunguhan kahit na alam ko ang mangyayari kahit na alam kong hindi worth it kahit na...
Anong pilit kong ayusin ang relasyon na sinimulan kahit na hindi ako ang mahal kahit na hindi ako kailanman mamahalin
Hanggang kailan ako mananatili sa isang taong nangako sakin ng pang habang buhay kung hanggang ngayon nananatili siya sa nakaraan
Sa nakaraang hindi niya mabitawan sa nakaraang kung saan na kung saan kagaya ko din siya ng nararamdaman ngayon
How can i blame myself? How can i blame him?
Paano ko magagalit sa isang taong minsan din naging biktima noon
Why all this things gets complicated?
It is better to let him go or still worth for fighting?
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