Nothings changed except for my love for you, its been growing everyday and it seems like it will never stop and I don’t want it to. What's not to love about you? Your lame jokes that managed to make me laugh no matter what mood I’m in. Or when we were in a middle of a phone call you would ask me why am I smiling when I was, it amazed me how you can sense it every time, I would deny it but you know I was lying and tease me until I admit that I was. how could he see that I was smiling? We had our own language we would give each other looks and understand what the other meant without a single word. You remember the little things, the little details I mention. After watching The Notebook remember when I told you I wish I got a handwritten letter the next day I found a love letter in my locker, it was from you , you took me by surprise I was caught up in the moment from the movie I never thought that you would put the time and effort to do something so romantic. What I loved about you the most was your presence, kan lak haibaa that I was crazy over something that makes you think that’s a man right there.
I guess you never know what you’ve got until its gone, you see I didn’t just loose the love of my life I lost my best friend too. I made a promise to you that I will always be yours and I plan on keeping it. I know if keep doing this I will lose my sanity or what is left of it. Its funny I make believe that your still here cause its the only way I can function. Reminiscing every sweet moment, remember those sweet nothings whispered in my ear and blush like your right here in front of me. So why are we now strangers when our love is strong? How can you carry one without me? You seem to move on easy. Or is it just an act because you’re a man you feel you need to be the strong one? I try to be strong too I don’t want to let you know that all this distance is killing me. I just need to distract myself from the thought of you, fill my days with activities and chores and put on that fake smile that I always wear after waking up.
I can sense how your friends treat me now, walking on egg shells trying not to hurt my feelings. did you tell them that I’m that sensitive or do I seem that fragile now? But its not just your friends its everyone who feels pity for me. As much as I try everyone can see through me.
For now I am Cinderella waiting for her prince charming to find me and give me back my glass slipper so they could live happily ever after.
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