It’s been three days since that night — the night you threw it all away. And for some sarcastic reasons, tomorrow is Valentine’s Day. And it’s so sad thinking that tomorrow we won’t be having our usual valentine’s dinner together, won’t be happily spending the night. I have to admit that you’re still constantly on my mind, that your smile and your memories still linger in my thoughts, that I’m still in love with you.
It’s Valentine’s Day and it’s the most ironic thing that we are not talking to each other today. I received, though, your message this morning, asking for a weekend meet-up for final closure. I don’t like the idea. Breaking up with you is actually still the last thing on my mind. But I hope that is not really what you want. I hope that we still have a choice., another option. Although I chose not to reply, I’m definitely planning on meeting you up tonight to surprise you with flowers and dinner. No matter what ruckus we’ve had, nothing changes the fact that there’s nothing better than spending this day with you. You know I can’t resist you.You know I love you.
This night just made history. A lot of tears were shed, and well-wishes said. I hope you liked the flowers, although they didn’t change your decision. It’s okay. I didn’t come to convince you to change whatever individual decision you have finalized. I just want to be with you. And if this shall be our last night, then so be it. I’ll just accept your decision and finalize things with you, no matter how painful that is. Not even our tears can make up for it. No, not when you thought you were written in the stars; not when you thought you were going to spend your lifetime together.
Nevertheless I am not angry. Even if after tonight I shall remember you, I will not be angry. How can I be? How can I be If thinking about you reminds me of the beautiful sunset, of the freshness of the morning, of this enchanting Manila Bay scenery,of the paradise beaches of Caramoan, thesweet chill of Baguio City, of the life and warmth of the Lipa night market, and of every happy memory we’ve had? We’re crying our tears goodnight. And even though we’re parting, there’s still so much love between us. How can this be? And so tonight is our last night. And when daylight breaks, it will all be over. We are on our own..forever. And painfully, I am still so much in love with you. For the last time, I LOVE YOU.
We have shared our last embrace, and said our last goodbye. We walked down together to the condo entrance. And thus with a tap on you shoulder, we parted ways. And by the bend from a distance, for that same instant, we both took our last glance.
In every waking moment, you are my first thought. Yesterday morning was no different from today. You are always in my mind. And even if I sought effective refuge from God’s words, still my love for you crushes me. Despite my silence and whatever else I do, at the back of my mind I am begging you, screaming from inside of me, for you not to let me go. I am still desperately in love with you.
I’ve been thinking about her all day. As I lie on this bed to sleep, I cannot resist the urge to call her. And so I reach for my phone to call her.After dialing her number and after getting two rings she answers the phone. But I don’t know what to do! I am even too shy to say a word! I hang up the phone. Then here comes this message from her, saying she’s not sure whether she can consume the break-up. She says she still loves me..so much. I can’t help but smile. I am happy. I cannot hide that from myself. I don’t know what to say. I just need to reply this back, “ME TOO.” I think I can sleep happily tonight.