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Nagpunta kami ng high school friends ko sa Divine yesterday. May kasama na ring bondi. Sayang, hindi nakasama sina Chie, Alona at Meri. Buo na sana ang Charity.


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Nagba-browse ako sa net ng biglang ngpop-up sa taskbar ang email alerts ko. Checked it, the message was "___ has updated his Friendster blog. I clicked on the link, checked out your blog entry. And there, you professed your desperate feelings (I chose not to call it love. *evil grin*) to this whoever-from-that-new-bldg. I didn't feel anything. No hurt feelings. No heart hardening.

Yesterday, or was it the other day, that I saw your Friendster photos. Perhaps, you can say that I haven't gotten over you. Perhaps? Seeing your photos made me realize that I was not in any of it. I was out of your life the moment you discover how to upload photos on Friendster. Maybe, I wasn't entirely over you. But have we really gotten over the people we have loved so much? I guess not.

You are in my heart. But I can't feel you beating.
You are a part of me, but I don't recur your name.
You are just another familiar song, but I vaguely recognize the lines.

You are the past.

And the period is between you and me.


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The reason why we broke up in the first place is that we were growing apart. And the reason for the more-than-two-years-but-seems-to-be-just-no-commitment-attachment is that we indeed have grown apart. And we lost respect.


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Uy, ko-comment siya. Yesss naman, sana nagustuhan mo ang kwento ko. =)

 

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