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Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Righ back at Ya... no, right back at me...

Last night I was able to chat with a former colleague. He was (should I say) devastatingly heartbroken.  He didn't want to talk about it.  So I changed the topic and surprisingly, he said briefly why.  (Reverse psychology lang pala kailangan?haha!)

Anyway, being the good "ate" friend I was, since he has my loyalty, I was strongly vocal about what I thought.  You know me, the great advocate of moving on even though it hurts.  The type who believes if someone doesn't want you anymore, there's just no point forcing them to want you still.  What else did I say? Having someone say to you that they're tired of you is the worst thing someone could ever say. That he doesn't need people who will just give up on him.  

I probably made him feel better... even if it's just a tiny bit alleviation of his suffering... he laughed with some of my expressions, and yeah, he thought some of the emphasis in my phrases were genuinely funny.  I was glad I could help. Yehey! I was a cheerleader for a night.  A well deserved pat on the back for me for being a strong friend. 

So what happens when by the irony of everything, something happens to me and then I find myself feeling the very thing my friend was feeling? 

Well, our situations differ in great magnitude, but the intensity of the pain is equal.  

What should I tell myself? That I don't need someone who will just walk away from me just like that? That I don't need someone who can easily leave and not look back?

Yes. I don't need someone like that in my life... but I also know that hurt as I was, I can't just give up on the person that I love. 

"You don't give up on the people you love. You CAN'T."

I told my friend that too.  

I can't... and I know the ultimate truth that even if I can, I won't.

Then when I was about to lose hope and start being the cheerleader for myself... 

Things turned around... He came around. He came back.  

It's annoyingly funny how I shamelessly choke on my own words... each and every time so it seems. 

So yeah, right back at me. :(