" I can't believe you're leaving me , 5 years of us together and you said you loved me! How could you?" I cried and begged on the phone as told me that she has found someone else who her parents would approve . Her words ringing into my ears, and me not being able to breath as I take everything in. " All these years?? I said to myself.... "
"Listen Jane, you knew we were never gonna end up together. I only see you as a friend" Sarah interjected trying to seem empathetic towards how I am feeling but not really caring that I wasted 5 years of my life with her. " Friends don't fuck on the weekends , remember?" I replied in-between crying and heaving for my life.
" I don't know what else to tell you, you knew it was never going to happen, I come from a totally different background , you don't know the amount of responsibility I have with my religion and my family. I want someone whom I can kiss publicly, hold their hands, hug them and not think that I'd end up getting strangled half to death. You know how it is, and I already to you before but you just didn't want to accept it. You wanted to live in this delusion that you and me would end up together when you knew from the beginning I said I just wanted to be friends." Sarah said in a very monotone voice, trying to seem like she cared but at this point she couldn't wait for this conversation to be over.
" I hope we can still be friends, I still care about you" she said as she tried to make me feel better.
" I can't believe you replaced me with a cock!! A fucking dick! So you are just going to throw away whatever we had, for a dick! A FUCKING DICK!" I shouted at her through the call.
" You know what I can't believe you think of me that way! I can't have this conversation with you right now, let me know when you've calmed down and we can talk. " She ends the call and I am left there with a broken heart.
I cried myself to sleep, and begged God to make it all go away, to make this pain go away. " I just wanted to be love , to be accepted for who I am. I just wanna be something to someone, why is it so hard" I whispered to myself as I cried through the night hoping it would go away the next morning. And then I would wake up and it all be a dream...
BINABASA MO ANG
Right Person, Wrong Time.
Non-FictionI thought I loved you for who you really were, when I fell , I fell for your potential
