i hope, that id still be able to HOPE just a little bit more.
" If it doesn't feel right, wait until it does... And if its too late by then,
it means it was never meant to be..."
The day after that, I texted him, Hindi ako makatiis, I said i miss him a lot, and that i really really do. Thank him for the concern, and that, he doesn't have to reply, but yeah, he still did.
Although, i should be happy, ironically, it makes me sad.
Its been 8 days now, im still counting and clinging. i hope, that id still be able to HOPE just a little bit more.
Meet-up with cep and papa mon at Walter Dasma. kwento kwento. then, i instructed her about the thesis which i edited earlier. Siya magtatapos. whew. After that, went to SM Bacoor, bought 2 new corporate attire which ill be using tomorrow for my 2 job interviews. Wish me luck. *cross fingers* badly, need a WORK.
it means it was never meant to be..."
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Its been 8 days now since we broke up, and 4 days since we last talked on the phone. That last call, made me clung into hope, that there's a possibility of him, coming back. I felt he was really totally concern. I felt he still love me. Okay, I'm assuming again. We talked of what happened that night: the snatcher thing. we also both mentioned some of the things we usually said when we're still together: 'Like whoa', 'Bulilit song', and my favorite 'Knock, Knock' and more. For a while, I felt he had forgotten that were over. I said i miss him and although i felt he was a little bit hesitant to say that he missed me, im glad, that he still did. I tasted HOPE.The day after that, I texted him, Hindi ako makatiis, I said i miss him a lot, and that i really really do. Thank him for the concern, and that, he doesn't have to reply, but yeah, he still did.
Although, i should be happy, ironically, it makes me sad.
***
It's been 8 days, and i know, i should stop counting, because we're OVER. ( Joni, please, bear that in mind.) But hell, i wanted to kick myself and do something for him to come back, but i know, im not that type of girl who literally beg. Although i stop crying, i felt i was still crying inside. I have said that i should be strong and tough, but i cant feel myself. I feel i was numb again. I need a save. but unluckily, i lost my hero, my very own Spiderman.Its been 8 days now, im still counting and clinging. i hope, that id still be able to HOPE just a little bit more.
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Thesis mode. Im re-writing some parts of our thesis, cant find the final draft. Wtf. And although its not that hard to edit, i'm still not on the mood to do it. But hey, im almost done. Wtf.Meet-up with cep and papa mon at Walter Dasma. kwento kwento. then, i instructed her about the thesis which i edited earlier. Siya magtatapos. whew. After that, went to SM Bacoor, bought 2 new corporate attire which ill be using tomorrow for my 2 job interviews. Wish me luck. *cross fingers* badly, need a WORK.
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