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i have been insecure ever since the day you let me go. i have been thinking...overthinking actually. why the hell did you just drop me like a hot potato when the other day we were just daydreaming together on a wonderful date we will have on our next monthsary? what the hell were you thinking when i already did as you wished me to do to live with you? what has become of us? and ever since that day i became sad and the thoughts produced conclusions and these conclusions brought up the personal issues ...

i know you won't be reading so i am confident enough to ask these questions that have been bugging me for about a week now:

+ do you still love me like before?
+ do you still feel the same way when we made love?
+ do you still remember your reasons on why you hang on to me when i was about to let go?
+ do you still think of us?
+ will you ever come back?
+ will it all be the same when you're back?
+ will you say sorry for everything?
...

remember:

the first time you saw me on MySpace and you started to get curious about me;
the first time you asked my number from your friend, Corei, who didn't give it to you that easily until you join his text clan;
the first time we got introduced thru text of course since you were from Laguna and I am from Davao;
the first time you made a move on courting me and painstakingly giving me the details of your every movement which I didn't really fuzz about;
the ...

I was actually looking forward to Saturdays ever since the new incentive plan was rolled out. The incentive was an early out (2 hours before the scheduled out) will be granted to the specialists who weren't absent or late for the week. And I was able to complete that. So I was happy about it. Until my boss screamed for a meeting. The incentive plan was forfeited. Some jealous manager escalated this issue to HR even though she was aware that the incentive was just an internal agreement between the ...

* if I were a month I would be:
+ April...when the summer of my life started...
* if I were a day of the week I would be:
+ Saturday... the only day with the word BLACK attached to it. i love black
* if I were a time of day I would be:
+ 3am..the unholy hour...
* if I were a planet I would be:
+ pluto...the farthest...where nobody would bug me...
* if I were a direction I would be:
+ east...where the sun rises... however the ...

since we broke up and you went back to me and i keep asking you questions, you talk in riddles...if not in riddles, in songs. why can't you stop beating around the bush and answer my questions directly instead of talking to me in idioms, riddles, songs, and hieroglyphics?! i know you are having your own personal battles to win over however if you are to win that, will that make the war stop? it seems like it was ages when you told me to hold on and not let go so that we can be able to reach the ...

ever since you left and made me beg and eventually came back because you still loved me, i don't know what to say or to react anymore...maybe because my heart was sooo wounded it just stopped beating...or maybe i was slowly learning to let go when you left...or maybe i was just sad by the thought that you were able to leave me despite your promises...i don't know...one thing's for sure, i am sad...