As most of you know, I suffered a huge loss last month - one that ripped through me emotionally, physically, mentally and spiritually. By the end of it, I was so exhausted and drained, the only thing I wanted to do is *excuse the melodrama* die. It actually came to a point where my parents had to check up on me every few hours to make sure that I wasn't on the verge of killing myself.
Then, unexpectedly, someone turned my life around and slowly, I started to feel normal again. In fact, I felt more than normal. The people closest to me were surprised by this change, pointing out that my texts were chipper, my aura was brighter, and my
Those who follow me on Twitter digital-barfed at my cheesiness and my lovesick attitude, but I didn't care because I can honestly say that I was happy. Last month's pain was a thing of the past and I prayed to God everyday to thank Him for this person's existence.
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I was perpetually in love with life and no one could take me out of the lil personal bubble of happy I had created for myself. Of course, me being me, it was inevitable for that happiness bubble to pop - and pop it did.
Just like that, my kilig-filled world as I knew it crumbled down and dissipated into nothingness and my heart withered yet again.
I don't know what lies ahead. I don't know if bubbles can be unpopped, if actions can be forgiven or if second chances exist. All I know is that I am forever blessed and thankful that, if even just for a lil while, I had a superhero in my life who pieced me back together when I was at my worst.
Thank you for always being there when you didn't even have to be. Thank you for understanding me, humouring me and bullying me to death. Thank you for making me laugh until my cheeks hurt. Thank you for always making me smile (even though you never really had to try hard to do that), for being my beer pong partner, and for staying up late with me. Most of all, though, I thank you for pointing out all of my flaws. Because of you, I strive to be a better person everyday. And who knows? Maybe one day, I'll be good enough to have the privilege to potentially be in your life again. x
