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Any relationship, no matter how smooth it may be, can always be broken off if one of the parties involved decide that it’s not working anymore, when one of the parties decide to lose hope that the relationship can work. We just have to work our way around it to get to what’s important: the person to love, detached from all the worldly worries.Īs there is no perfect person, there is no perfect relationship. We can’t have the same wants, needs, opinion, and attitudes. There are irreconcilable differences between us, but aren't there in any relationship? After all, we are two different people. We know what the other one needs and what the other doesn’t. We have our differences, true, but we can live with it. But she is, I think, the right girl for me. She’s not the chinita, petite, fair-skinned, (slightly) chubby girl that I had pictured in my mind. I said this before in Che’s debut, and I’ll say it again she is not my perfect girl. You search for the ideal person, and might turn out as who you pictured him/her to be, but as a couple, you probably wouldn’t be able to stand him/her. With time, you’d realize, he/she isn’t anything more than any other person you could’ve been with. That perfect person is only perfect in your mind but never in reality. Most of the time, these people who search for that being are those who are labeled as NBSB if they’re attractive, and, well, you don’t label the ugly ones, you just say “oh.” This is their best answer to the question "bakit wala ka pang boyfriend/girlfriend?" Probably a little more grown up, but definitely with more open eyes.Įverybody’s looking for their perfect someone, the ideal person. Ultimately, we got together simply with this dialogue:Īnd just like that, we’re back to where we were before. I wasn’t looking forward to going home early to go online for Skype I was thinking of ways to pass the time so that Che might notice I’m still in the office past 6:30PM and might think of asking me out for dinner (or find it as an excuse for me to ask her out). I wasn’t waiting for a call anymore during lunch I was just interested in knowing if Che ate hers already.

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I wasn’t stalking anyone anymore I just wanted to know what was up with Che’s YM status.

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Now, my pride didn’t want to eat itself up with those bold claims.īut then it came to a point where I just cared for her more than I could care for anyone else. I said before that I wasn’t going to be getting back with Che, and at the time, it seemed so sure. It mattered now, because my pride is on the line. The other thing that was pulling me back was what people thought. I didn’t want to have my mind drifting away thinking of another person if I was with Che, so though we were in good terms, I didn’t want to ask, I didn’t want to move to another level. I wanted to completely move on from my episode before I can truly pursue Che the second time around. And yes, though I should be the last person in the world who would probably think that that matters, I actually thought it did. Two, I thought about what people might say. One, I thought it was unfair to her, if I came back to her after an episode with another girl. She’d like to have me back in her life, as I would her, but a couple of factors came to play, at least for me. We were in good terms, but there came a point that we just had to cut all ties to be able to live completely independent from each other.Įventually, we got around to talking again, tried to tie loose ends. It seemed final, and events that transpired between then and now can only attest to the finality of that break up. People around us were caught by surprise with this news, what with most of them knowing us as a couple for most of our acquaintance.

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She blogged, something she never did, I wrote, as I always did. Anyway, here goes.Ĭhe and I broke up last May, ending what has been a 4 and a half-year relationship. It should’ve been done as soon as it popped in my head, but I didn’t have the chance to write or post it. A blog I’ve been meaning to write for the past couple of weeks.









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