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The Fault In Our Bridge
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Ongoing, First published Jul 05, 2016
There's a saying that "no man is an island".....

That "everyone deserves a happy ending".....

That "first love never dies".....

That "true love exist"....

I am actually one of those rational people who never believe so.

I am a 'blank sheet of paper' when it comes to romance.

I honestly thought that I will never ever experience this rubbish thing called "love", not until I'm mature enough..... or so I thought.

Everything changes when I met him, that 'person' who exchanged that blank sheet with a paper full of scribbles about sweet nothings and promises of a happy ever after.

I gave love and be loved.

We are not an official couple, but we treat each other so.

I really thought that we will be together forever till death do us part.

But all of these things are only my thoughts... just pure THOUGHTS.

Akala ko lang lahat.

Akala lang.....

We never started, yet it already ends.

Everything ends because of me - of my stupidity, of my fear about the unknowns, of my makeshift test.

Everything ends because of him - of never trusting me, of misinterpreting things, of giving up easily.

And everything ends because of our bridge - the 'person' who connects me and him, whom I treated as my twin, whom I trusted the most, whom I shared all of my secrets.

Finally, everything turned into a scratch paper - the half which he thrown into the trash bin, while I buried the other half deep within.

No, "a man can be an island" .....

No, "not everyone deserves a happy ending".....

No, I can prove to you that "first love dies".....

And lastly, what's "true love" anyway?
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