You called earlier and I chose not to answer. It’s really hard but I needed to do that for myself. I need to move forward. By answering your call will pull me back to where I started. I’m sorry. Everyday has been a constant struggle for me. Little by little I tried to carry on with my life, a life without you. It’s really really hard, trust me. But I have no choice. You’ve let me go. You’re already happy with someone new.
So I went to bed early. Around 10 in the evening, a series of phone calls and text messages woke me up. It was you, asking for help. To be honest, I wanted to answer your calls and texts immediately but I knew by doing so will just drag me down. But my conscience, strong feelings and love for you prevailed. It was hard not to care for you. So I answered your 7th call. You were stranded somewhere a bit far from your place. I got up and got dressed so that I can check the status outside. Saw that it’s bumper to bumper and it’s useless to drive my car to fetch you. I chose to walk to fetch you but thank goodness you already found a ride to your place a few minutes after. So I went back and waited for you to get home. When you told me you got home safely, I felt so relieved.
By answering your distress call, would I consider myself back to where I started? Am I still stranded in misery? Stuck? To be honest, I don’t think so. I know I’m strong enough to accept the fact that you’re already happy with him and I need to be happy for myself as well. As I’ve said before, your happiness is my happiness. I love myself more now and I won’t let anything get in the way of finding and reaching my happiness. I can still love you from afar right? Because I really love you, I still do.
So I am ending this with 2 questions: Where was he when you needed him the most? Is he willing to go out of his way just to help you? Think about it.
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