It Was You from The Start

It Was You from The Start

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May mga bagay na hindi natin hawak at pwedeng kontrolin kung nanaisin, gaya ng ating puso. Hinayaan ko ang tadhanang magpasiya sa'kin. It's not like I want something that wasn't meant for me in the first place. Lumuwas kami ng Tita ko sa probinsyang kinalakhan ko upang magtungo sa Manila para magkaroon ng bagong buhay at kung umusad man ay babalik rin kalaunan. Nu'ng unang tapak ko palang sa lugar kung saan kailangan kung makihalubilo, akala ko makikita ko ang sariling, masayang nakamtan ang pangarap pero hindi, nagkamali pala ako. Masyado akong nakampante na magiging tahimik ang walang kabuhay-buhay kung buhay the way I want it. That's when the time, fate didn't side on me. Then, I ended up losing myself and giving up the dream I build here in Manila. Para lang mahanap ang sariling tuluyan ng nilunod ng nakakalason na pag-ibig. Maybe, loving you means losing myself.
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What if, in another life, in another time, love was enough? They loved each other in silence, in the spaces between longing and letting go. Their hearts spoke a language only they understood-through stolen glances, fingertips brushing for a second too long, and the words they never had the courage to say. But fate was cruel. The world kept pulling them apart, forcing them into lives where they could never fully belong to each other. One stayed, carrying the weight of a love that never got its ending. The other became a memory, a ghost of what could have been. Yet, love like theirs never truly fades. It lingers, in dreams, in echoes of laughter, in the quiet ache of knowing-somewhere, somehow, they were almost meant to be.

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