Time and again, I've been asked by my friends on love and how I've managed to move on from shitty heartbreaks. My friends tell me I move on too easily. I beg to disagree! Hindi kayaaaa. Believe it or not, it takes me months (or even years) before I can move on. The time it takes me to heal my broken heart depends on the person I'm trying to forget -- if that person is really an A-hole, I guess, it would only take me months to move on. Wtf no?! Bat naman siya mamamalagi sa isip ko ng matagal?! Di deserving! Lol. Besides, naniniwala ko sa kasabihan na kung hindi ako ang para sayo, kawawa ka naman. Hahaha!
Seriously, I think I've mastered the art of moving on. I guess my heart just learned how to cope with the pain. OR NOT. Because every heartbreak is different, every person who broke my heart has his own way of hurting me. And I just don't have any choice... but to move on. You know what is the hardest part? Broken friendships. Hay. I actually can be friends with the person who broke my heart but I just don't know how to act on it. Honestly.
One thing is for sure, every heartbreak made me a better person. It also made me realize how I wanted to be treated in the future -- I now know that I deserve an exceptional love. I guess that's why God blessed me by giving me Marion. The best deserves the best, right? Hihi.
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