So. Moving On.

at one point in time during my trip to cebu, I ended up praying. All night. Underneath my comforters i dealt deals and prayed prayers for that one thing i hoped for. It was a question of selfishness that got me headed towards that direction. Moving on.

i woke up and it was halloween. I've been fighting letting go of that WANT in my life. and just like that, i realized that i didn't want it anymore. it seemed unfair considering the promises i made myself, but i guess thats how i roll. Moving on.

its like i fastforwarded to "that day". and all the pain i had had the past 3 months didn't seem to matter. i'm still here though waiting. squaring my shoulders up the side walk outside her room. still waiting. just so you won't get hurt if you decide differently. my feelings still untainted resisting to move on. totally convinced that i can still wait this out. that there is no other person i'd be happier with. still willing to play the fool. Moving on.

and if things don't go our way for the fourth (and final) time, i'll be happy for us both either way. to know that we both reset each others standards to undisputed heights is awesome enough. she'll always be my bum. Moving on.