Blogging To A New You

Bumped into her yesterday. Well, technically she tapped me on the back as I was making my way home. I knew our paths would cross at some point. Ortigas just isn’t that big enough.

We had a talk and said things we were unable to talk about back at the wake. She told me of all the troubles she’s been going through. She’s hurt. As it turns out her boyfriend’s a real buzz kill. I hate fact that she has to go through so many problems. She’s in deep shit as it is. I doubt she welcomes the idea of adding more woes to her life. But what can she do? Her boyfriend’s a schmuck.

Hearing her stories about how much her family liked me and how her boyfriend took my presence as an actual threat just made me smile. Sure, it feels uncomfortable hearing stuff like that come out of someone you used to have deep feelings for. The things she said, however, were still music to my ears. She didn’t say it to me but I’m pretty sure I heard regret screaming from inside of her.

Regret she didn’t end up with me? I think it’s safe to say I may be right. Unfortunately, it wouldn’t matter now. Like I said, my heart’s in a different place now. I have other priorities. I couldn’t afford to take another chance in a relationship that just wouldn’t set off. I’m over her now. Not mad. Not bitter over anything. Don’t regret a thing. Just… over her. Hope she ends up happy because that guy is all she’s got now. She seems to have moved on. It’s only fair that I do the same.

I’m awesome. Sorta.