Justin :
Dear bhea☹️,
Yes, we already broke up months ago. Time has passed, life kept moving, and everyone probably expects me to have moved on by now. To be honest, I kept telling myself that I already did. I convinced myself that I was okay, that I was finally over you. But I realized something, I wasn't really moving on. I was just distracting myself. I kept myself busy so I wouldn't have to sit with the fact that I still miss you. But despite everything, I'm grateful. Grateful that we ended on good terms. Grateful that even after everything we went through, I didn't lose you completely. At least I still have you as a friend. And maybe that's selfish of me, but I'd rather have you in my life as a friend than not have you at all. I gave you everything I could during our relationship. Every bit of love, effort. understanding, patience, and loyalty that I had. I genuinely tried my best. But sometimes, love isn't always enough. Sometimes circumstances get in the way. Sometimes people want things to work but the world around them doesn't. I know your mother didn't support us. And honestly, that's something that still weighs on my heart. One week after we broke up, she found out that we were together. And no matter how much I try to deny it, a part of me still feels like it was my fault. Maybe things would've been different. Maybe they wouldn't have. I'll never really know.Then two weeks after we broke up, you already had someone new. During our relationship, I never really felt jealous. I trusted you completely. But when I found out that you had moved on so quickly, and that it was someone we both knew, someone we considered our homeboy, I won't lie, it hurt. It hurt more than I expected. For the first time, I felt jealousy. Not because I wanted to control you, but because I was still trying to understand how someone I loved so much could become someone else's so quickly. I remember asking myself what they had that I didn't. Was I lacking something? Was I not enough? Did I love too much, or not enough? That jealousy stayed with me for about a week. Then eventually, it faded. Not because the pain disappeared, but because I finally accepted reality.
2026-06-30 09:33:10