The Truth

He's not a bad guy. In fact, he's the greatest guy I've ever met. He's not perfect but neither am I. If there's one person to blame, it would be me. He loved me more than anyone did. He loved me so much that he managed to let me go. Yet he didn't disappear on me. He didn't erase himself from my life. He stayed not as a boyfriend but as a friend. He finally let me go and I'm happy. It relieved me of all the pressure I had. Yet I know I'm hurting him still.

I had to let him go. It's hard enough falling for someone when you're committed, yet it's harder harboring a broken heart while in it. It's pretty clear that it was I who had fault. I fell in love with someone else.

I don't know anymore if I'm trudging in the right path. All I know is I must rise from where I have fallen. I don't know how long it will take. I'm not even sure if he's still gonna be there when I'm done recovering, but I must take my time. I must accept the fact that he's out of my life.

My apologies to that person. Things may change between us, but you will still be very dear to me. You are very special to me and I care for you deeply. I know you love me and I'm very thankful. Thank you for letting me breathe. Thank you for setting me free.

I know you're not giving up on me and I really appreciate the effort. I don't know what will happen. Only time can tell...this situation will either make us stronger or tear us apart.