I was watching a T.V drama that night – that night where I heard the line which struck me.
“How can I let go of something I haven’t had in the first place?”
I watched her cry. I watched her tears silently trickle down her pale cheeks. I watched her turn her back to the one she loved. She loved him yet he didn’t have an ounce of feelings for her. Her love was unrequited.
Just like mine.
Then as I tore my gaze on the screen, I felt something hot streaming down my eyes.
I was crying, quietly, again. I tried to speak, but no words came out. My throat was burning. My vision was getting blurry. My heart contracted and I clutched my chest.
I took a glimpse at the picture behind the glass and I grimaced. I stared at it. I stared at him. I thought I was over him. I thought I had moved on but I guess it was just wishful thinking because even up to now…
You still had my heart.
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Hi! You remember me? (:
This post reminded me of something Paulo Coelho said, about "loving without owning". Because we never really HAVE someone ;)
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