To Nathan Angelo C. Zamora
I hate the fact that I still love you.
I hate myself for being affected by words of others instead of trusting you.
I hate that I give my all to you, yet I am still not enough.
I hate that I have waited for you for so long, yet it is easy for me to let you go.
Forgive this lady who was madly inlove with you chose to let you go.
Always remember that your happiness is my happiness.
I hope that someday when you find that girl who will make you contented and committed, treasure her for there would be no one other than her.
The one that loves you endlessly,
Joyce Cariño
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To my Future Husband
ChickLitThis 2023, I am already experiencing quarter life crises. People who are already my age are already married, successful, and happy, but how about me? When will I be happy and feel loved within someone's arm? When will you arrive, dear future husband?
