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17.13: This One’s for You

A Life Story.

My Life in Verse

To the one who said she would always defend…
To the one who said we’d always be friends…
To the one who I will always regret…
To the one who will never, ever forget…

To the one who still cannot forgive…
To the one who said she would never leave…
To the one who broke my mending heart…
To the ones who took and would then depart…

To the one who was able to begin anew…
To the one who remains a friend so true…
To the one who finally came back home…
To the one who always called me his own…

To the one who taught me how to fall…
To the one who taught me to stand so tall…
To the one who taught me how to see…
To the one who said they should love me for me…

To the ones who hurt, who burned, and lied…
To the ones who thought I would be silent and cry…
To the ones who are only brave when amidst a throng…
To the ones I proved to have been wrong…

To the one who hurt me without meaning to…
To the one who spoke without being spoken to…
To the one who filled my heart with bliss…
To the one who will be my one last kiss…

To the only one I would have said,
“With this ring, I thee wed”…
To the one who loved me at first sight…
To the one I will love until last light…

To the one I come home to in the dark of night…
To the one I wake up to in the morning light…
To the one whose life mine is entwined to…
To the one I love… This one’s for you.

 

 

Blessed Be…

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12.13: As Sharp as Broken Glass

There are days like today when I lose my mind a little and start checking things that I shouldn’t be checking out anymore. For those of you who think this is another shout out to the recipient of this post, you’re sorely mistaken. There will be no names (Yes, I did that before. Yes, I have gotten over it. No, I do not regret doing that.) but I have no doubt you’ll know if it’s for you.

I think I think this is an entry that has been a long time coming. Maybe it’s something that I probably should have written several months ago, but didn’t. But what does it matter? I’m finally writing it.

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Dear You,

I miss you. I miss us. I miss the time when I would see you at least once every week – when we had become fixtures in that Indian restaurant conveniently situated near our respective offices. I miss bringing you to your building before taking the cab home. I miss you telling the cab driver to make sure he took good care of me.

I miss how you always used to be there… How you made me feel like you would love me no matter what happened. I miss the times when it was so clear that you and I were always going to be in each other’s lives. We both made bad choices and many, many mistakes and I guess I always thought our friendship was stronger than that.

Was I wrong?

Sometimes I still wonder about what really happened. Sometimes I wish I knew the reason why you suddenly went away. Sometimes I wish I didn’t care… Then maybe I wouldn’t wonder so much.

No, I don’t understand and there are so many moments when I wish I did. You were there when I was broken and trying to find my way back and it’s just the saddest thing that now that I’m so incredibly happy, you are the one person I cannot share it with.

I will always wonder about you, I think. No matter what has come to pass, you will always be part of my story. I will always be grateful to you.

I wish you every happiness. And I will always wish you peace.

In Memoriam,
Me

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Blessed Be…

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65 in ’12: Would It Be My Fault If I Could Turn You On?

I am floating around in the office today. My fault – I got home at 2:30 am. I REALLY wanted to go out yesterday. It was the only time I could. So I had dinner with Kaisei and then proceeded to Cybergate to pick up Eloisa for another night of singing.

It’s not going to be a long entry… I’m a little too tired and had too little sleep to be a fully functional human being right now.

But I did want to put something down… Because for the first time, I am including a link that’s sure to be a (hopefully) pleasant surprise.

Please excuse the conversation in the background. That’s Eloisa, being her usual self.

Enjoy 🙂

CLICK THIS > Mouth (PhoenixFire version)

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On a side note, I absolutely LOVE this song. It didn’t become popular, a lot of people don’t know it, and Music Match is the only videoke place that actually has it in it’s selection list… But I love it nonetheless.

I feel like I’ve been blown apart
There are pieces here
I don’t know where they go
I don’t know where they go

Kiss me on my salty lips
I bet you feel a little crazy bout for me
We’ll be famous on tv

Chorus:
Would it be my fault if I could turn you on?
Would I be so bad if I could turn you on?
When I kiss your mouth I want to taste it
Turn you upside down
Don’t want to waste it

I jump on you, you jump on me
You push me out
And even though you know I love you
I’d be inclined to slap you in the mouth

When I kiss your salty lips
You will feel a little crazy bout for me
I’ll be famous on tv

Repeat Chorus twice

Now, will it be my fault if I
Take your love and throw it wide?
You might restrain me,
But could you really blame me?

And you will feel you’re blown apart
All the pieces there will fit to make you whole
And I know where they go

Mouth
Merril Bainbridge

 

 

Ciao Bella!

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57 in ’12: Something From ’09

You all know this isn’t my first blog, right? If you didn’t though, check this out. It’s a complete riot to read (this coming from me, who recently found my old blog site and have been laughing my ass off for the last half hour over the things I wrote so many years ago).

Take this, for example…

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1. WOULD YOU GET BACK WITH YOUR LAST EX IF YOU COULD?
2009: Ew. No.
2012: Uh, no. (at least wala nang “ew”, diba?)

2.WHAT KIND OF SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?
2009: My black tube top.
2012: A white shirt that says, “Hard Rock Cafe”. And it isn’t even mine.

3. WOULD YOU KISS ANYONE ON YOUR FRIEND’S LIST?
2009: You mean asides from my boyfriend?
2012: Hell, yeah! (hulaan kung sino!)

4. DO YOU HAVE “A THING” FOR ANYONE ON YOUR TOP FRIENDS LIST?
2009: Refer to answer number 3
2012: Wala na akong Top Friends List. Hindi na uso ang Friendster. Haller.

5. HOW MANY PEOPLE ON YOUR LIST DO YOU KNOW IN REAL LIFE?
2009: Everyone except for 2… so now that makes it… 169
2012: All of them. The ones I don’t have been deleted. Or were never added in the first place. I mean, seriously, why would you even add someone you don’t know on facebook?

6. HOW MANY KIDS DO YOU WANT TO HAVE?
2009: 2 max
2012: Still 2 max. But I want the first to be a girl. So she can grow up to be just like me. (watch out, world!)

7. DO YOU HAVE A GOOD RELATIONSHIP WITH BOTH YOUR PARENTS?
2009: Considering that they’ve been dead since I was 15? I’d say pretty much.
2012: Considering I barely remember one and made up really good memories about the other… Yes. *smirk*

9. WOULD YOU EVER MAKE OUT WITH SOMEONE OF THE SAME SEX?
2009: Probably not
2012: Probably

10. WHAT DID YOU DO FOR YOUR LAST B-DAY?
2009: I… went to work. Buti nalang meh surprise yung mga friends ko.
2012: I was in the office. Seriously. (in fairness, so many people greeted me this year. Mas “sociable” na kasi ako ngayon. Apir!)

12. WHAT TIME DID YOU WAKE UP TODAY?
2009: 8:30 am
2012: 5:30 am (and before that 4:00 am. and before that, 2:30 am. and before that, 1:00 am. I have horrible sleeping habits… can you tell?)

13. WHAT WERE YOU DOING AT MIDNIGHT THREE NIGHTS AGO?
2009: Leaving the office (my shift ends at 10:00 pm)
2012: Sleeping. I took my lovely little pink and white pill that night.

14. DO YOU LIKE HAVING YOUR HAIR PULLED?
2009: It depends
2012: Censored ang answer ko dito. Lol!

15. NAME SOMETHING YOU CAN’T WAIT TO DO?
2009: Basta (this involves violence, probably)
2012: Start the weekend! (kunwari hindi na ako violent)

16. LAST TIME YOU SAW YOUR MOM?
2009: 21 years ago. I barely remember her.
2012: 25 years ago.

17. WHAT IS ONE THING YOU WISH YOU COULD CHANGE ABOUT YOURSELF?
2009: My tendency to feel too much… mas madali kasi dati nung hindi ako ganun… Kahit anung mangyari, keri lang.
2012: Ang pagka-maldita ko (ay wait, change ba kamo?) But seriously… the tendency to be depressive.

18. IF YOU HAD 250,000 DOLLARS… WHAT WOULD YOU DO WITH IT?
2009: Go to Europe… then hire an assassin.
2012: Buy my condo unit outright. Build books so I can have my own library. Be an assassin. (seriously, why hire someone to do it when it’s so much fun doing it yourself?)

19. HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN AT YOUR CURRENT JOB?
2009: 6 years in March
2012: Long enough (standard answer yan. ‘wag makialam.)

20. HAVE YOU EVER TALKED TO TOM?
2009: Sinong Tom?
2012: Sorry, hindi ko pa din kilala si Tom.

22. LAST THING YOU ATE?
2009: Greenwhich!!!
2012: Lechon kawali. Luto ni Mama Inday.

23. WHATS YOUR FAVORITE MONTH?
2009: October. Halloween eh.
2012: October. Hindi pa kasi nagbabago ang date ng Halloween eh.

24. YOUR LEAST FAVORITE MONTH?
2009: December
2012: December, kasi bait-baitan ang lahat ng tao. First runner-up ang February.

26. WHO IS GETTING ON YOUR NERVES RIGHT NOW?
2009: Some girl that I don’t know… malapit na syang masama sa Assassin’s list ko. Ingat-ingat… digital ang karma.
2012: Strangely enough, wala. Masyado akong busy para makipag-away sa mga walang kwentang tao (uuy, wala daw kaaway!)

27. MOST VISITED WEBPAGE?
2009: Friendster (because now I know how to use it), multiply (because I’ve rediscovered my password) and Live Journal (because I have a lot of angst)
2012: WordPress (because I check how many hit I get. vain ako that way)

28. LAST PERSON YOU TEXT MESSAGED?
2009: Shelly Belly Girl
2012: Jutes (who, incidentally, was previously known as Shelly Belly Girl. Akalain mo yun?)

29. LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU SAD?
2009: Si Brian
2012: Si Brian (parang hindi nagbago, noh?)

30. WOULD YOU TAKE A BULLET FOR YOUR BEST FRIEND?
2009: Oo naman
2012: In a heartbeat

31. FAVORITE KIND OF DRINK?
2009: Iced cold water
2012: Ice cold water (tama na ang grammar ko this year)

32. HAVE YOU BEEN TO EUROPE?
2009: No.. but it’s somewhere I’ve always wanted to go
2012: No… but someday I will

33. IF SOMEONE YOU HATED DIED, WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
2009: Wala. Patay na sya, kebs ko sa kanya? (Pero deep inside, nagsusulat na ako ng Thank You card)
2012: Wala. Hindi pa din ako affected. (Pero magpapa-party din ako. friends ko lang ang invited.)

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Dude, I was so cool in 2009. And, reading through my old blog, I just realized that I have so many of these surveys. Walking down my memory lane is an awesome experience.

At, maiba lang… Bakit walang #8 ang survey na ‘to?  At bakit wala din #25?

 

 

 

Ciao Bella!

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48 in ’12: V is for Vengeance – The Beginning, Day 1

“Sometimes making a bad decision is better than making no decision at all.” One of the films that I show in training says that. I’ve always agreed. But now, seeing as how I was caught in the middle of a no-decision situation, I understand it in a whole different level.

In light of recent events, I have decided to write (transcribe) a series about, well, HIM. It is not my way of telling the world about how I was screwed over – I can’t place all the blame on him. It was partly my fault, after all. But it’s time to tell the truth… and let the pieces fall where they may.

For those of you who knew this was coming, enjoy. For those of you who come upon it, take the red pill and see the world from my eyes. For those of you who this is written for, I hope you find it. And I hope the truth gives you a thousand paper cuts that refuse to heal. And then I’ll pour the acid.

Yes, I am still in my Angry Phase.

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*all conversations were lifted verbatim from my phone / messenger. I apologize in advance for grammatical errors*

April 24, 2012

HIM:
ds my number kris riva =D

Me:
Very kewl. Go prep for work 🙂

HIM:
can you do your question again pls, i don’t understand one part of it..

Me:
Sorry, which part isn’t clear?

HIM:
the first part

Me:
Okay… Guys breaks up with me, right? Now he’s being all whiny about it. Normal ba yun?

HIM:
oh.. that cud mean many thhings.. opposite extremes really.. depends on d person i guess.. some guys are girls bec they’re confused.. they ‘want’ the break up but they can’t live w it (normal in lengthy relationships i guess)..

some crafty inglorious guys do it for show to un/consciously lash more emo sadism to the other party.. some other guys w low EQ (to my opinion) do it simply bec they’s just how they are..

Me:
Oh my gad!… You guys talaga!

HIM:
i could easily be wrong dear

Me:
Dear? 🙂 And you could just as easily be right… Or (other parties mentioned may have their names deleted) is really just such a GIRL!!!

HIM:
u’r a meany… =p

Me:
I always said I was a bitch.

HIM:
define bitch

Me:
I’m opinionated. I know what I want and I got after it. I’ll tell you as it is because i don’t believe in sugarcoating. I’m not a goody-goody. I defy what is considered to be “socially acceptable”. Should I go on?

HIM:
ok.. stop right there, baka magkagusto na ako sayo.. so are u girls really such bitches when breaking up w men u dated for years?

Me:
Only when they act like such girls.

“Baka magkagusto na ako sa’yo” – winner ka, dude

HIM:
haha.. i’m just messing w you.. pero winner talaga ako..

Me:
Ayan nanaman yang kayabangan mo eh. Okay na eh.

HIM:
no pun ntended in that.. sobbrang corny na nga ng patawa ko nayabangan ka naman.. haha.. sorry, disconnect.. =D

Me:
Hahahaha… Consequences of tryin to delivering a punchline through text. Lol.

HIM:
i like it when im dorky.. but sometimes it comes out differently.. =p

Me:
Dorky? When have you ever been dorky? Dorky people are endearing – and don’t date ask me what endearing means!

HIM:
lagi kaya… malas lang.. =p

Me:
Kung consistent, hindi na malas ang tawag dun.

HIM:
im sure hindi naman consistent ang kamalasan ko.. sorry naman sa mga di pa nakaka’malas’.. nyehehe..

Me:
Are you sure??? Lol!

Hindi pa swerte ang mga hindi pa nakaka’malas’?

HIM:
hmmm.. sarcasm.. mahina ako jan.. suko na ako.. talo na.. white flag.. surrender.. maawa ka sakin pls..

Me:
Ay ako naman naguumapaw ang sarcasm ko. I just get away with a lot of shit because I’m malambing magsalita

HIM:
ikr.. it’s fun being around such peeps.. wag lang ako ung victim.. nakakatakot!

Me:
Hahahaha… Now I’m wondering if I’ve ever “victimized” you before without you knowing it.

HIM:
im sure u have, one way or another.. but i dont want to think abt that anymore..

Me:
Hahaha… Why not??

HIM:
hahaha.. siyempre saka na pag nasa mood ako.. pagtatawanan ma lang ako e.. kawawa naman ako noh..

Me:
Hindi naman kita pagtatawanan noh. Mapapangitin lang ako dito. And you wouldn’t see that anyway. Lol

HIM:
wud hav been cool to see that.. nakauwi ka na ba?

Me:
Noty yet. I just finished a meeting. I have dinner plans pa. I try to stay away from the condo these days.

HIM:
good for u having the energy.. im so tamad i like it in d house.. makati pa rin ba work mo?

Me:
Yup. Super near RS.

Ir’s not that I have endless energy, but I’d rather arrive home just in time to sleep and not have to talk to anyone. (Description omitted) yung situation sa bahay.

HIM:
must be tough..

Me:
It’s (description omitted). I need to find a place of my own talaga.

You still rent out a place in makati?

HIM:
nope.. planning to go back but long shot.. i still live in cavite

Me:
Cavite??? Since when ka pa nakatira sa cavite> Huli na pala ako sa balita

HIM:
ano ka ba.. been there since 2007

Me:
Dude, I seriously did not know that.

HIM:
ok.. so u’r still in one condo?

Me:
And in one room

HIM:
wicked!

Me:
I know, right?! Talking about a (description omitted) situation

HIM:
im sure u guys can be adults abt it

Me:
Riiiiiight… You do remember who my ex is, right?

HIM:
yeah i do.. the new agent in PB right? back in the time

Me:
Yup. Not exactly a grown up. I’m definitely swearing off younger guys.

HIM:
sometimes it comes to that..

Me:
Haaay… I’ve definitely come to that

HIM:
malay mo naman… 4 yrs is 4 yrs

Me:
Asus. Yes, 4 years is 4 years, but over is also over. I’ve always been like that eh – when I’m done, I’m done.

Told you I was a bitch.

HIM:
my sister is like that too so i guess i gotcha

Me:
You sister must be awesome! Lol.

HIM:
she is.. =D

Me:
Just like me then!

HIM:
you bet..
san ka na?

Me:
Accenture. I’m having dinner with eloi

HIM:
pls send my regards to eloi.. miss ko na kayo.. =D

Me:
Nasabi ko na. Natawa sya.

HIM:
san ba ung accenture?

Me:
Cybergate lang sa boni. E I came from edsa shang so nagkita na kami.

HIM:
sounds fun.. sayang im normally in makati at 7pm

Me:
Late na yun noh… I get out of the office at 5:30.

HIM:
we cud prolly meet some time.. 6 pm sounds like a plan

Me:
Sige ba

HIM:
cool.. walang apihan ha!

Me:
Ay, I can’t promise that!

HIM:
nginig

Me:
Haha.. Bakit naman ganun ang reaction mo?

HIM:
kasi naman aapihin mo ako e.. hahaha.. im sure it will be fun..

Me:
Oo… Fun yun.. Fun naman ako mang-api eh. Lol

HIM:
turuan mo anlang ako.. mang api tayo ng ibang tao.. hehe

Me:
Hahaha… The best way to learn is through experience!

HIM:
hehe.. im my own guinea pig then

Me:
Exactly. It’ll be a surreal experience!

HIM:
nakakatakot.. =p

Me:
Lol. Are you going to back out?

HIM:
not if u dont want me to

Me:
Haha… You decide 🙂

HIM:
we’ll see.. =p

Me:
Hahaha… Chicken? ;p

HIM:
minsan.. hahaha.. i’m sure there’s going to be time for that.. =D

Me:
For you to be chicken? Lol!

HIM:
hehe.. there’d been so many times for that already.. =p

Me:
Don’t chicken out, dude

HIM:
i wont.. i miss hanging out too.. =D

Me:
Lol. Talaga lang ha

HIM:
oo noh

Me:
Oo na. Sige na. I believe you

HIM:
mabuti naman noh.. di ako yumayaman sa pagsisinungaling.. aren’t you home yet?

Me:
Not yet, why?

HIM:
i just figures.. it’s almost midnight na pala

Me:
Yup… Almost midnight. Drinking lang. I’ll be home in a while.

HIM:
drinking w eloi?

Me:
Yup. First drink in nearly 4 years.

HIM:
smoking and driking.. hmmm.. things i dont do anymore.. little drinking nalang.. paminsan

Me:
I’m hoping it’s a phase. I become really “fun” when I drink, which is why I don’t do it very often. And ang hina ko naman uminom noh.

HIM:
u’r fun enough without drinking, but im sure it’ll be fun drinking w u

Me:
I’m not sure if I should take that as a compliment or not.

HIM:
im trying to compliment you

Me:
Oh. Okay then. Thank you 🙂

HIM:
ayuz!

Me:
Lol

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Watch Out, Watch Out, Wherever You Are…

I just realized that when this whole thing started, I was also in an Angry Phase. Funny how’ve I’ve come full circle.

More to come, I promise.

*smirk*



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30 in ’12: Chatter

I talk about self-love a lot, but for the longest time, I’ve never really practiced it. Sometimes it seems like I have not given enough love. Sometimes it seems like I gave too much of my love for free. Tonight I read another blog entry that talked exactly about this. The bottom line of what Alexys Fairfield was trying to say is this: We have to love ourselves before we can love anyone else.

The last time I wrote an entry, it was about this – Self-love… Self-worth. And what I wrote was wonderful and bold and honest. It was an ideal situation in a perfect world. I recently realized that it was easy to make claims like that when you’re tying to be impressive and bigger than life. It’s a whole lot different when standing up for yourself means you might lose something you thought you had always wanted.

I recently went out with “D”. He and I have had a relatively interesting history. In 2004, he was interested and I was with Someone. In 2007, he found out that Someone and I were no longer together and attempted to pick me up from the office (at 2:00 am). Unfortunately, by the time he found out that Someone and I were no longer together, I was already with Someone Else.

2012… Someone Else and I ended our 4-year relationship and, upon finding out, D and I finally went out. It is endlessly flattering when you know there’s someone who’s been waiting to go out with you for eight years. Unfortunately, time was never on our side. After eight years, I was finally free. This time, however, D wasn’t.

Despite the promise that he would find time to be with me, he didn’t. The thing is, things like that are so simple for me – if you want to be with me, then BE with me. No reasons, no excuses.

Very recently (and nearly a month after we first met up), D asked me out again. At this point, I have to remind you that I have been waiting for eight years to go out with this guy. But in the four weeks that he couldn’t make time for me, I discovered something – some people call it Self-Worth. I call it Self-Love.

Me: You want me to be honest?
D: Ok
Me: It feels like you want me, but not be with me… And I don’t want that, D.
D: I understand.
D: I really enjoy being with you, the conversation, the company
Me: Dude, super personal question, okay lang?
D: Sure.
Me: Are you in love with your girlfriend?
D: Yes. But with you I don’t know. It changes.
Me: What do you mean by that?
D: Like there are a lot we connect on
D: I love our conversation
D: We can go for hours of talking like time stood still
D: Di hindi man lang nag matter yung time that we didn’t see each other
D: It feels good…
Me: Okaaaaaaay…
Me: And how are things with your girlfriend these days?
D: Okay naman
D: Parang sarcastic yung okay mo ha 🙂
Me: Haha… Hindi sarcastic yun noh
Me: What do you want to happen ba, D?
D: Haha… eh ano yun?
D: I don’t know.
Me: Mahabang “okay”… I sound like that naman when I talk, diba? Lol!
Me: Mahirap yang I don’t know eh.
D: Don’t mind me. I’m just being a little boy again
D: Wanting everything
D: I guess we can just be friends
D: It’s unfair sayo that I don’t know what I want
Me: Haha… I completely understand that noh… Someone asked me before what I wanted and I said everything.
Me: But I think I’m coming from a slightly different perspective
D: I just don’t want you to go away and be gone in my life forever
Me: You know that you can talk to me about anything at any time, right?
D: Yah
D: That’s what I like about us
Me: That doesn’t have to stop… We did say we would be friends, right?
D: Yah
Me: You know why I said I wanted everything?
D: Y?
Me: Because I’m worth it, D. And even if it took me 31 years, I finally figured it out.

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16 in ’12: Mirrors

A couple of weeks ago, my friends and spent more than 12 hours in Republiq, talking about anything and everything under the sun. I guess when you don’t see each other for a year, there’s a lot to talk about. Towards the end of the night (Day? We went our separate ways at 3:30 am, so I’m not too sure what to use), the topic strayed to one of our favorites – our exes.

Most infamous for me, of course, was the late, great NBS. I was asked the “Boy Abunda” question: If there was anything I would say to him, what would it be?

I mulled over it for a while. And then for a couple of days. And now I finally have an answer.

“Answers” to be exact – “I’m sorry”, “Have faith” and “I forgive you”.

There is a plan, by the way, to write a completely different post about this. Those three answers really do need a lot of explanation. But here’s something for right now…

People are surprised that “I’m sorry” was something that came out, I think – after all, things did not end well and bridges were burned all around (His words, not mine. Also, his decision, not mine). The thing is, I was not the perfect girlfriend (and this is more than just “the perfect girlfriend” who has so much in common with “the perfect man”, “santa claus” and “the easter bunny”). I was not the easiest person to handle (I’m still not). I gave him a lot of grief (a true talent, if I do say so myself).

But more than that, I was sorry because I failed him in one area that was unforgivable – I loved a lot of things more than I loved him.

One thing that I did admit to towards the end was I was more enamored with my job than the person I was doing it for. Looking back, it reminds me so much of that story I used to tell when I run TSM…

…There was once a man who wanted to give his family a good life. He kept thinking, “If I could only save $1,000,000 in 5 years, I could give them the life they deserve and I would be happy.” So the man worked night and day for years and years, trying to save up. After a little more than 5 years, he checked his savings account and found that his savings had reached $1,000,000. You would think he was the happiest man on earth.

But he wasn’t.

In his quest to save up $1,000,000 in 5 years, he spent so much time in the office that his kids grew up barely knowing their father… He let his life revolve around his work that eventually his wife felt taken for granted and left.

He was $1,000,000 richer, but one family poorer.

Sometimes, I think, we forget the very reason why we do things.

I did.

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Dear You,

I’m sorry I loved my work more that I loved you. I don’t regret a lot of things and I’m really not sorry for choosing to be the way I am. But even I have to admit that I owed you that much.

That, and the fact that I think I’m in the place you once were when you were with me. They say you never really really figure out if something’s right or wrong for you until you’ve tried it. They were right. They also say you’ll never quite understand a person until you’ve walked a mile in their shoes. They were right about that too.

Karma, as I’ve finally figured out, is a bitch.

Always,
Me

P.S. I’m also sorry that I broke your heart and it never healed. I’m sorry that after we broke up you stopped being angry and started being cruel. But most of all, I’m sorry that you made the world pay for it in every way imaginable.

P.P.S. Always remember, karma’ll be a bitch to you too.



Ciao Bella!

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