A love that builds

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They say if love is true, it lasts.

Ganun ba talaga yun? So pag panandalian lang hindi na yun pag ibig? I doubt. I highly object. Why? I just knew it.

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I use to hate Ken, masyado s'yang mayabang, insensitive din, ang sarap n'yang sapakin wanmilyon times. Nakakabwesit yung presensiya nya. Ayoko sa kanya. Period. Periodt. Periodism. Periodic table.

I hate how he was able to see me through, nakita nya yung weak spot ko, and that makes me hate him more. He was such an insensitive jerk for nosing around someone else's business.

But then just like a cliche love story, i fell inlove with my enemy, we fell in love with each other. From enemies to lovers, ganyan yung drama namin. Maybe kasi palagi namin napapansin ang isa't isa, until that little thing called love hit us. I can feel it, pareho kami ng nararamdaman. Mahal namin yung isa't isa.

Yung time na akala namin ganun na kami hanggang dulo, akala lang pala. For just like a three page love story, notice each other, fell inlove, then fall apart. I can feel it. Hindi ako manhid para hindi maramdaman na wala na yung dating spark na meron kami. I can feel our relationship falling apart.

"Yan, I'm sorry. Sinubukan naman natin isalba to diba?" Ken said apologetically. I knew it, i can see it coming. Hinintay ko lang na sabihin nya to, na pinapalaya na nya kami pareho.

"It's okay Ken. Pareho lang tayo, let's just end this now. Maybe we truly love each other but we are not for each other. Kaya siguro nawala yung feelings natin sa isa't isa kasi may taong nakalaan na para satin" i said smiling

"We can still be friends right?" he asked. I smiled at him. Hindi naman siguro masama na maging magkaibigan kami diba? We spend a lot of moment together. Hindi naman ibig sabihin na wala na kami ay hindi na kami pwedeng magkaibigan. Well it's a mutual case. Pareho namin pinalaya ang isa't isa.

I can say that, we found true love at a short time. A love that is true but does not last. Maybe we are just meant to cross our paths to build each other, then find our own way to the love that is meant for us.

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