Black Valentine

IT was valentines day when I first met you, valentines day when you broke my heart. So ironic but it did happen.

I always believe that when two people love each other nothing but God can separate them. It was always true, unless one falls out of love.

I do have the reason to believe that someday, this heartbreaker will be able to read this, and by then we're not together anymore. Relationships come to a point when one falls out of love if and only if he lets it happen. In our case, I never have imagined it to be this way. We both know each other very well that we talk about even the simplest and silliest things we do. But if falling out of love is the case who am I to stop you from leaving?

I have always believe that things happen for a reason, so no matter what you do always do it with love. Never judge, never criticize and never demand. Unfortunately, no matter how much love has been poured out, somehow it never is enough to keep you together. When one fails to love the other more and is tempted to explore, that's the time we fall out of love.

I don't need to say much, as I have been a part of some scenario before. That when someone is in love with you they are willing to take the risk. But as a woman, who clearly does not have the final say, will let him go because it is his happiness and it is your own protection to love yourself. I may have not gone through so much in life, but I am not as innocent as anyone think. Now all that's left for me is to look up to God, and enjoy life.

Goodbye to the very happy moments we'll never have, to the messages we'll never send again, to the pictures that will always remain a memory of the past. Hello to my new freedom, my new focus, my new chapter. May God be upon us always.