THE PARADOX

It's a strange love story. After the prologue comes an ending. It may totally sound like a tragedy but having to look at the positive side, I feel grateful that you've been part of my journey and somehow, that made the whole story more beautiful.

It's a funny thing about being positive: you try to give others an impression that you're fine when in truth, you are hurt deep inside. A sweet, painful paradox: hurt but happy. They say that when you fall in love, never give your everything because when she's gone, you're left with nothing. Among all the people who fell so much in love, who has ever kept that in mind?

Reminiscing serves a dual purpose of making me happy that once in my life, I had you and on the other hand, it makes me sad for I know that those memories aren't meant to happen again between you and me. However, one thing is for sure. The sweet memories we shared together will remain indelible in the scrapbook of my mind.

Moving on: the part that comes after every sad ending and the unwritten part in most tragedies. The part that can be summarized as "I love you but I think, it's time that I love myself too."

And the time has come for me to be brave enough to move forward so I could get closer in meeting the right one. The right one? She may still be you. Maybe. Just maybe, we need time to mature in our personal, separate ways. I'll never say goodbye. 

May you be happy in every minute of your day. In friendship, there's no break-up. Let's be friends FOREVER.