I've spent about an hour reading the feature of Phil. daily Inquirer's 2bu section today. They collected love stories from the readers, letters, scrapbooks and other form of expressing love, and published the good and touching ones in today's issue.
If u really know me, U would definitely assume that I am the type of person who would excitedly read such stories. And yes, I was really glad that I had taken the time to check today's PDI issue.
I think the senders are lucky that they have/had an experience that they could share with the public...I was slighly envious, if I should say..I caught myself thinking when would be my time to find that someone whom I could passionately write about, and actually have the courage to have our story publish in newsprint.Wishful thinking?? maybe no....
bcoz all along, I know I had an experience which would somehow fit along the romantic stories I have read...only this time, it wasn't that romantic at all..(apparently, unrequited love isn't really that romantic)
But hey, one of the articles included was also about an unrequited love..so might as well consider my story being published,if only it's not too late..
I hate this a lot..thinking that there is a story that happened between me and Eu***. When all this time, it was only me that is creating our story..much worse, I was creating it only in my mind or in my dreams(though, I don't really dream of him when I'm asleep..maybe I did but only once..)
what is clear to me is that..the story of my life would never ever be complete without his name being stated on it..
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