Her Demon

Love is root of all the kindness we have. Love is the reason why we choose to be humble, responsible, selfless, kind, committed, pure and courageous. Love changes us. We do a lot of unbelievable and impossible things because of love.

But through all those above-mentioned traits, there comes a word "tiring". No matter how you lo ve a thing or a person, when things are repeatedly done in wrong way, one day you'll end up saying to yourself: "Hindi ko akalain, sobra na pala. Napagod na ako. Sobra. Di ko inakala na mararamdaman ko to."

Sobrang sakit. Sa sobrang sakit, nagalit ako. Nakakagulat, di ko alam kung saan nanggaling ang galit ko.

Until a time will come, you'll realize that there is a fine line between love and hate. Yeah, I realized it.

Kung saan ako dadalhin ng ganitong mararamdaman ko, I don't know. Hindi ko ginusto to. Yeah, they say that life is not by chance but by choice... Believe me or not, I didn't choose to loathe them. It just happened and I didn't know where it came from. I just woke up one day that I don't know myself anymore. It's like a demon has risen inside me.

Are they ready to face the sleeping demon inside this angel me?