just sharing my story.
I saw myself in Juancho Alas Montero when Mirae was in hospital—when she was fighting for her life. That kind of desperation? I’ve felt it.
Dumating ako sa point na I prayed to God na sana ako na lang yung magkasakit. Sana ako na lang yung makaramdam ng lahat ng sakit, ng hirap, ng bigat—just so the person I loved wouldn’t have to go through it. I thought I could handle it, that I was strong enough to endure it all. But the truth is, hindi ko rin talaga kaya. I just chose to carry the pain, because watching him suffer hurt me more than anything else.
The person na sinasabi ko r'yan, he's my ex now. I loved him with all my life. I made a promise to him na he's my last risk, and until now tinutupad ko pa rin. I know in myself that I’ve moved on, but I also know that I can’t love someone again the way I loved him. He was my solace, my safe haven, my answered prayer.
just sharing...
