When You Say It's Over

by Carmecille Tamayo
(Cebu CIty, Philippines)

I met him when I was 17. I was young, naive, and a hopeless romantic. He was my very first serious love and I was his, too. We wove dreams together. We grew up alongside each others goals and visions. He was my best friend, my lover, my family, all rolled into one. With him, I need not pretend being someone I am not. With him, I can simply be the imperfect me being loved perfectly by the imperfect him, too. Ours was never the perfect relationship. We fight, make-up, argue, patch-up... cute childish arguments. We were each others complete opposite. Yet, the differences even made things best for both of us.

Then, reality struck through. We both graduated. We got entangled in prioritizing each of our careers. Our dreams changed. Our visions of the future shifted. All of a sudden, he was like a stranger to me and I was nobody to him. The path to my future was no longer entwined with his as it seemed. We drifted apart.

We both thought we needed space to chase our dreams, meet other people and explore the world. We were both excited to let go of each other's chain to walk alone and stumble on a good adventure. The breakup both hurt us in the process. Yet, we were both stubborn enough to stand by our half-baked decisions.

Years had passed since we both decided to walk on without the other. He met young ladies of his preference. I met some knights of my fantasy and kissed some frogs along the way, too. The pain of losing him had long been healed. But still, when I look back and remember how happy I was with him, I would always remember the mistake of letting him walk away.

Love may pass us by and may not ever come back. SO when you say it's over, be sure you really want to end it. When you decide to walk away, may you remember that there may be no way back.

Until Now, I still sit by my window when it rains... Remembering the times when we count the raindrops that fall - laughing out loud because it was just our excuse to be so close. I missed his warmth. I missed his love. I missed sleeping with just his t-shirt on. I missed "us".

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