And so it ends. It still hasn’t sank in me yet. I still love you. But is it wrong that I am not crying endlessly over this? Is it wrong that I am letting you go that quickly? I don’t think so. You cheated on me, in a way. You were not happy with me constantly bugging you. You are one bird I can cage no more. And I’m sorry I did. I’m really sorry, love. Maybe you were right. Maybe this is for us, too. I could go find myself and figure things out. I could find out whether or not I like that guy or not. And you; you can spend all your time and money and efforts to your friends now.

But even if I can say all these things and even if I am not sulking in a corner, it still pains me. I’m too hurt to cry. Do you know those moments where you’re stuck in a strand of thoughts and you just sit there staring blankly at nothing? In those moments, I think about you, where I went wrong, how happy we were, how things have changed but my love for you remained the same, even after everything. 

We’re still friends. I know that. And that gives me a little relief because I will miss you terribly. You were my best friend. You know me from every curve in my body, from every habit I have and I know you just the same. It’s been such a long run. love. We’ve had our ups and downs and I’m sorry you gave up. Sorry that I was contributory to the damage as well.

I love you, Rods. Always have, always will. 

Goodbye, lovely rose

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Happy birthday to our virgin/ever so good friend, John Rommel Lumio. We love you to bits!!

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I’m sorry, love. I’m sorry I couldn’t make you as happy as you made me. I’m sorry I didn’t give in my all when I thought I did. I’m sorry. And I know you deserve someone better that’s why I’m letting you go. Because I cannot make you happy and without that, what am I to you? I’m sorry, love. I’m sorry I have hurt you all this time by not seeing what’s wrong. I ‘ll miss you. And I’m sure that I won’t find anyone like you. Who could give me absolutely anything I need. I’m sorry I have taken yours for granted. I’m sorry for being self-centered. I know none of this could make me get you back but I just want you to know how sorry I am. How much I love you. How all of this hurts me to the core. How much I’ll miss you. How no one could ever replace you. I love you, Wa. I miss you.