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Writer's pictureMarrion Isabel Banal

Why do they hurt me?

Why do they hurt me?


Recently, I am not sure how words pained me, how do those beautifully written phrases reach me even though all I wanna do is silently hear my thoughts and sulk at the corner of my room. All I can think is somewhere, somehow, someone wanted to remind me that I maybe made the wrong decision and act based on my emotions and didn't think the consequences of my impulse but... at the end of the day, there will be no regret. I can't and I won't. I may be sad but the time will come when I can face him and say to him that I am genuinely happy for what makes him happy and that once in those shortest moments we had he became my favorite person in the world.



 

You are a stranger who become my favorite person turned into a stranger again.

 

I fell in love with you during my healing phase and now I am more broken than I was before.


 

Never assume that someone loves you by only seeing their sweetness. Because sometimes, you are just an option when they are confused with their situation.


 
Isang araw bigla ka nalang matatauhan na baka nga hindi ka niya mahal, dahil kung mahal ka pa niya hindi niya dapat bibitawan ang kamay mo sa gitna ng laban.
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