If I can run to save mother earth or to commemorate the anniversary of EDSA Revolution, I guess it's not a shame to walk to save my heart from breaking. That was what I thought but then again, I was wrong. Earlier this morning (March 05, 2011), around 12:40 AM, I was drunk + hurt = crazy behavior. Their giggles and laughter were the most hurtful sounds I've ever heard. I know I don't have the right to be hurt. I love him. I really do but his not mine. So, I decided to walk away. Away from the devouring sounds that's breaking my heart. Away from the person who brings me pain. It's the price I have to pay. I know from the start his heart is close to any girl, what more to a gay like me but because I am too ambitious and so in love with love, but still I continued in wooing him.
There were times when I was uncertain about what I feel about him because I was still clinging to my past and there was a time when I was torn between him and another guy. Now, I decided to commit to him. I decided to leave my past behind and do away with the all the flirting with the other guy. The sad thing is, I look like a joke to him. Everything I do for him is just being ignored or laughed at or am I just being delusional?
