I’m under the influence of alcohol while writing this. I don’t know but it seems that it is the only thing that can bring out all the bitterness in me. It was exactly a year ago when things had started. It seems like yesterday. We were standing outside the venue of his group’s concert and we were talking, the intimate way. I was crying, trying to tell you how difficult things had been for me and you embraced comforting me, the hug that assured me that things will never go wrong as long as we’re together. We promised to be back in that particular spot we were when we decide to end things. Tonight, I stood there, thinking of the moments, fulfilling the promise that we both made that same night a year ago.
Funny how things never changed, the feeling, the affection, the only thing that makes it completely different is the person who makes it all worth it for you. This time, it’s not me, it will never be me. I wish you still remember the night, the promise, everything that led us to what we have become now-friends, just friends.
I wish you’ll make it this time, she will be the person who’ll benefit from your promises and the person I wish I have been. I hope for the best, I wish for happiness and everything nice. I may be bitter but things have always been this way to me. I thought, you were that one exceptional person who’ll save me from everything that I’ve been through. But like any illusion, it is never real, it will never be real. I wish you were the part of my life I can edit, I wish it never happened this way, I wish I was the one whom you give importance now. May she not let you cry like what you did to me, may she love you the way I love you. I hope, it will still be me.
It’s all over now, I’ve shed all the tears I’ve shed, I’ve sacrificed all I have but it meant nothing to you. For once, only this time, may you remember the promise you said, the words you utter, the hug you gave and the love we use to share, the same day last year.
