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Some day my prince will come
Some day we'll meet again
And away to his castle we'll go
To be happy forever I know
Some day my prince will come
Some day I'll find my love
And how thrilling that moment will be
When the prince of my dreams comes to me
`` its my lifee. [#] `-
Yesterday was a particularly heart-wrenching night.
Yesterday, only yesterday, had I realized that I was the reason why he took up THREE jobs. On top of his schooling.
He wanted to give me a surprise, and surprises cost money. He was tired, but he persisted in the jobs, because he knew what I wanted & he wanted to make the three occasions memorable. (valentine’s day, our 4th anniversary & my 21st birthday)
After a series of things not going well for him, I guess disappointment & fatigue set in. Lack of sleep too. And then yesterday we were out with his friends, 2 other couples and some others. Both were very lovey-dovey, hand-holding & hugging and kissing.
But not us. Was feeling pretty mad at him cos he didn’t even show any sign of affection at all. Didn’t even bother to hold my hand. Some friend even mistook me as the girlfriend of another guy. Holy crap. Yes, the situation was that bad. And did I mention that he spoke to the others much more than he spoke to me? He kept saying he was too tired to hold my hand, and to talk. Yet he can chat with others. Very de buaysong lors.
Left the bunch & quarreled. Said he was very tired, buried his head in his arms. Was damn damn pissed. I mean, the situation was so bad his frens asked if we were alright. Couldn’t he have just held my hand at least to pacify the curious audience. Even they could tell that trouble was brewing lor. Started to gan him abt his cold behaviour towards me.. was he afraid to hold my hand or something? Or we just didn’t share what we used to have anymore?
He remain montionless, not uttering a word, head still cradled in his arms. Hey, are you listening to me?! I cried out loud, not caring abt the curious glances shot in our direction. “Not listening”, he grunted, “im sleeping.”
I broke down. Here I was, telling him how I felt and hoping we could discuss and settle things for the better, and he didn’t even give a hoot abt how I felt and could actually sleep. I honestly felt that at the moment, nothing I do or say would matter to him anymore. I couldn’t even warrant a 5-second attention span frm him, all he did was to bury his head in his arms and sleep sleep sleep. I honestly felt that he didn’t care abt me anymore.
“Fine, since you don’t even care about me anymore, let’s break up.” There, I did it. I spoke the unthinkable.
He lifted his head, his eyes still closed, a tear slowly trickling down his cheek. Then the emotional flood came. He finally broke the silence and told me abt all the difficulties that he was facing.
When he was done, there was a dull ache in my heart. “Why didn’t you tell me all these earlier? I didn’t know u were facing all these..”
“Cos I didn’t want you to worry about me.”
You can imagine how much I cried that night.
[x] missingg ya loadds honeyy ((://*
6:05 PM
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
Yesterday was a particularly heart-wrenching night.
Yesterday, only yesterday, had I realized that I was the reason why he took up THREE jobs. On top of his schooling.
He wanted to give me a surprise, and surprises cost money. He was tired, but he persisted in the jobs, because he knew what I wanted & he wanted to make the three occasions memorable. (valentine’s day, our 4th anniversary & my 21st birthday)
After a series of things not going well for him, I guess disappointment & fatigue set in. Lack of sleep too. And then yesterday we were out with his friends, 2 other couples and some others. Both were very lovey-dovey, hand-holding & hugging and kissing.
But not us. Was feeling pretty mad at him cos he didn’t even show any sign of affection at all. Didn’t even bother to hold my hand. Some friend even mistook me as the girlfriend of another guy. Holy crap. Yes, the situation was that bad. And did I mention that he spoke to the others much more than he spoke to me? He kept saying he was too tired to hold my hand, and to talk. Yet he can chat with others. Very de buaysong lors.
Left the bunch & quarreled. Said he was very tired, buried his head in his arms. Was damn damn pissed. I mean, the situation was so bad his frens asked if we were alright. Couldn’t he have just held my hand at least to pacify the curious audience. Even they could tell that trouble was brewing lor. Started to gan him abt his cold behaviour towards me.. was he afraid to hold my hand or something? Or we just didn’t share what we used to have anymore?
He remain montionless, not uttering a word, head still cradled in his arms. Hey, are you listening to me?! I cried out loud, not caring abt the curious glances shot in our direction. “Not listening”, he grunted, “im sleeping.”
I broke down. Here I was, telling him how I felt and hoping we could discuss and settle things for the better, and he didn’t even give a hoot abt how I felt and could actually sleep. I honestly felt that at the moment, nothing I do or say would matter to him anymore. I couldn’t even warrant a 5-second attention span frm him, all he did was to bury his head in his arms and sleep sleep sleep. I honestly felt that he didn’t care abt me anymore.
“Fine, since you don’t even care about me anymore, let’s break up.” There, I did it. I spoke the unthinkable.
He lifted his head, his eyes still closed, a tear slowly trickling down his cheek. Then the emotional flood came. He finally broke the silence and told me abt all the difficulties that he was facing.
When he was done, there was a dull ache in my heart. “Why didn’t you tell me all these earlier? I didn’t know u were facing all these..”
“Cos I didn’t want you to worry about me.”
You can imagine how much I cried that night.
[x] missingg ya loadds honeyy ((://*
6:05 PM
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