And yeah, this is how I plan to officially end everything.

Almost all of my friends know it - I reached this age without ever having a boyfriend. I don't remember someone who has courted me. Maybe because all the men in the world were all busy looking for girls that fit their own standards..their ideal girl as they call it. But those who are closest to me know this one thing - I loved someone..and that love lasted, for seven years.
He was just an ordinary guy I met in my sophomore year in High School. Then days after days I got to know him more and I ended up seeing him as the nicest man that I know in my life next to my Dad. It was seven years ago, he already changed from the nicest guy to the coldest but life once seemed to be so unfair, my love stayed. Even if it almost has no reason to, it still did.
From the day that my heart decided to love that person, which was seven years ago, there was never a day in my life that I have never thought of him. Though it sucks to face the truth that there has never been a day in his life that he let me crossed his mind, I never stopped thinking about him. It seemed like in everything I do, there's him. It's crazy. And I didn't stop.
I can't ever forget the day he asked me to dance in our JS Prom. I did my best to be beautiful (but I didn't know if I succeed..lol). The background music were "Dreaming of You"..and because that night was too noisy I was sure he didn't hear me when I whispered "'Cause I'm dreamin of you tonight..". We danced with his hands on my waist and mine on his shoulders, though he was laughing at me 'cause he can feel my "baby-fats" (lol), it didn't stop me from thinking how perfect he was that night. I originally wanted to tell him he's the most handsome for me, but I ended up saying nothing. If playing that song will make me stay in his arms, I would listen to that song forever and dance with him like this. But that song soon stopped. I had to let go of him.
Then we graduated. I tried my hardest not to cry. I didn't even had the strength to look at him, because if I did, I feel that my tears will show at any moment. I didn't cry until the ceremony ended. But I couldn't just stay there and watch him go without saying my last words. So I gathered all the strength that I have in me and for the first and last time, I hugged him.
I thought when we reach college, step by step, this one-sided love of mine will soon fade away, but I guess this destiny was trying to fool me. We went on the same school, and became the closest of friends though our colleges were different. I didn't even know how those things happened, but they just did. We constantly text each other and he even once told me, "Among all the girls I've known, you're the one that's closest to me, so maybe I like you." I told you, he was cold towards me, so hearing those words made me want to go crazy! (lol). But also when I heard those words coming from him, I got scared...scared if I will ever have the guts to let go of him - when he wasn't even mine.
He knew it. He knew I love him. I told him that. But knowing my secret never let him to stay away from me. We stayed close to each other, though he's cold, I can feel that he can show his true self when he's with me. He can talk for hours without stopping, which he don't usually do. He can tell me things I know, he can't tell to others - even to those people whom he considered his "best friends." When he tell me stories, I feel contented and happy because somehow, he let me feel that he trusts me.
Then my mother died. I remember how I let myself cry in his shoulders. In that saddest moment of my life, I always thought that just letting me see him will make me somehow feel alright. He never told me he'll always be there, but he can just let me feel that way when he gave me his jacket when I was about to cry. I can't just forget.
Months after that, my family's most awaited thing happened - we were finally going to Canada for good. It was really a good thing for us though, but when I see him, I kept feeling the opposite. I never even let him know about that thing 'cause I was so afraid back then that he'll just show me he'll never feel anything even if I leave. But then, of course, he found out about it and as expected, he didn't do or say anything - as if it wasn't a big deal at all.
The day before I left the Philippines, I just feel so excited..and empty. I knew that day when tomorrow comes, I won't ever be able to see him again, and if I someday will, he'll probably be married by then. Then I received a text from him saying he would, for the last time, come in to my house and give something to me. I originally didn't want to see him for the last time 'cause I didn't think I can carry the pain of missing him so much.
Then he came. He gave me a "booklet of letter", I called it that way 'cause it was a booklet where he wrote many things which I never thought he would say..or even think about, and as well as his jacket on which he let me cry. For the first and last time, he tried to open his arms to hug me, but I refused...I just can't give him a farewell hug, it hurts like hell. Then he left..I just watched him as he walked farther and farther away from me..without even looking back.
Almost all of my friends gave me their "remembrance gifts", and I accepted them and I didn't cry. But his letter, which was I once thought the only priceless thing in this world that I wish to receive, made me cried hard and I myself even couldn't think of any reason to stop my tears from falling. And that very moment, I just proved to myself, I love him so much..and I don't think I would ever love someone as much as I have loved him.
After that, I cut any type of communication with him in my first 5 months but I missed him so bad that let me finally decided to bring him back to my life. I texted him, and added him back as a friend here in Facebook. To the very last time, I held on to that hope that maybe, between the times when we were apart, he often think of me as well. I didn't have the right to do it, but I gave him a chance - a chance to bring back the friendship we had after the 5 months of silence. But it didn't happen. I felt as if he never felt I was gone. But of course, I can't blame him. You can't ever blame a heart that has never felt something special for you.
I didn't know how my feelings for him lasted for seven years though his heart has been too blind for me. I even thought that maybe, destiny didn't want me to stop 'cause it wanted me to wait for the time when he will finally feel something special towards me. But up to the very end, up to the very last remaining amount of love I used in waiting for him, his love never came, until..I unknowingly gave up.
It's just so sad that things never worked out for us after all these years. I even have a diary where I wrote everything that had happened between us, I started it years ago and I now decided to throw it away. I finally decided not to be tortured by our memories together. I had to move on...to the simplest up to the most complicated way, I have to.
I don't think that I will ever love someone as much as I loved him.
With my deepest sincerity, I thank you for all the times you had spent with me. You might not realize how much I treasure those times, but I still wanna thank you. And I'm sorry because I can't be the girl that you would want to spent your life with, or should I say, I'm sorry for being not beautiful enough to have the chance to fit in your standards. I'm sorry. I wish someone out there will love you as much as I do and will give you no pain, though I feel like as if I'll be the only one that could ever love you as much as I do. But if ever the time comes that you'll be finally destined to love me, I wish, it won't be too late.
Goodbye, my ever loved Engineer J. :)
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