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Of Course, It's Weird to be in Your Ex's Wedding

Wow. Getting married? With the guy you told me not to worry about? I'm happy for you.



And this sounds so bitter when I am not. This is just for clickbait. HAHAHAH!

But honestly, I think there's "bitterness" in me. Not because I still have feelings or any ounce of affection for you. I'm so over you when it comes to romance.

I believe this is anger.

You accused me of cheating. With the closest friend I had at work (I'm using had because it was the old office, but we're still friends — friends, again. Explanation incoming). In the ugliest way you can, you did. You were always jealous and angry, even when her name was said by someone else. You were still jealous and angry, despite all the distance I made between her and me, to the point that I stopped talking to her for a year, without saying any preamble, because I was getting tired of running after you, of explaining that she's just a friend. That was so stupid of me — letting a friendship break up because my partner couldn't understand and kept whining about it.

And when you broke my heart because you said we have to part ways because you can't live in a bubble that only has the two of us, she just listened, and gladly, we became "friends again".

And when you learned I was starting to go out again with someone new, you once again made me feel I cheated on you when we were no longer together. Even heard another issue again that it seems I led you on back then, making you hope we will get back together — that's rich. Because that was what I felt toward whatever you were doing. Only to end up having mixed signals, perhaps you not wanting to commit, just loving the attention I was giving. I've seen (and experienced) that film before. I know the ending. Not again. Goodbye. Just stop. Stop asking me to come back when you dropped me like that. After all the crawling and running I did to have you back. Thanks, you did stop.

I've read how you've rekindled your romance. That was nice. As much as I don't want to think about it, because we are long done, it just keeps coming back — the accusations. How dare. How bull. My mind keeps on repeating, I should've been the one accusing you. I should've flipped the tables on you. I should've felt I was right and not defeated.

And with this, now that I have fully processed this, I'm ready to admit it.

I hate you.

Sure, there are always two sides of a story. So bahala na kayo. Sobrang sanay naman akong people don't take my side. LOL.

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