i was a little hesitant to write about this. yes, break na po kami. hahahaha. whew! i finally said it! we broke up not just because it was all his fault but also i had a little part in it. i was planning to stop the relationship way ahead because lately, i was realizing that his grip was getting tighter and tighter I was afraid I wont be able to breath anymore. I knew he loved and still is loving me, but he is living in insecurities. Plain old story. Plain old experience that Ive witnessed but was willing to take a plunge on it. Plain old reason why my parents don’t want him for me.
When we broke up, err, when my mother broke it up with him, he looked for ways to communicate with me. it was so dramatic that I even felt for him. But then, I said to myself, he has to learn his lessons. Its just not that when he makes a mistake, it will be just the same that Im forgiving him and we’ll be back to loving each other again. I believe this is the most proper decision that I ever had regarding our relationship.
Later, he did find a way to see me and talk to me. I heard his side of the story. And it was really insecurity that made us apart. We reconciled but no, we did not get back together. I gave him hope. I told him to come back to me when he is already empty of the baggages of insecurities. And Im willing to wait for that moment.
