xhié :
Rai, do you know what hurts the most? It’s not just the fact that we’re no longer together, it’s the realization that life has continued to move forward while a part of me is still holding on to the version of us that I never wanted to lose. Ang daming araw na lumipas, ang daming bagay na nagbago, and yet, somehow, there’s still a part of me that looks for you in the little things, in the quiet moments, and in the memories I wish I could revisit just one more time. Sometimes, I wonder if you ever remember me, too. If there are moments when my name crosses your mind, or if the memories we made still mean something to you, even just a little. Do you ever wonder what we could have been if we had been given another chance? Because I do, Rai. More often than I would ever admit. I miss you in ways I can barely put into words, and I hate that no matter how much I want to find closure, my heart still seems to leave a little room for the possibility of you coming back. Hindi ko alam kung hanggang kailan ko pa dadalhin ’tong pangungulila, kung kailan ko matututunang tanggapin na baka hanggang alaala na lang talaga kita. But if there’s one thing I wish you could understand, it’s that four years didn’t make loving you any less meaningful to me. Maybe the world has already moved on from our story, maybe you’ve found reasons to smile that no longer have anything to do with me, but a part of me is still here, quietly grieving the future I once imagined with you. Merry Christmas, please call me If this message ever reaches you, please know that somewhere in this world, there’s still someone who misses you more than you could ever imagine. Someone who still wishes you were here, someone who still wonders about the life you’re living, and someone who, despite the years and all the distance between what we were and what we are now, still wishes she could turn back time and have you in her life again. I don’t know if I’m still someone you remember, Rai, but you’re still someone my heart hasn’t learned how to forget. And God, I wish I knew how to stop missing you, because four years without you have been long enough, yet somehow, they still don’t feel like enough time to let you go.
2026-10-09 00:58:40