Some it is comforting to know, after someone you love tells you: "puta ka ya panan-aw ko". I don't know how this brokenness will be fixed, maybe only God can. I guess He alone can fix everything. How can a bitch like me expect to be loved and respected. I am only as good as what I can give. Nothing else. Maybe this is what mistresses have to suffer. I have to suffer for taking him away from his family. I have to suffer for falling madly in love with him. I admit that time I was just plain crazy. The consequences were clear. But it just looked blurry to me. I didn't care at all. I didn't look at the future. All I wanted that time was to be with him. All the time. All that mattered to me were those fleeting moments when I could be in his arms. Indeed I was crazy. I am still crazy. For putting up with this kind of life that he gave me. I am still crazy for giving him second chances all the time. I am still crazy for giving it a try over and over and over again.
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