spending time hopping through my frens' frenster as i waited for the appropriate time to leave for my 10pm tonight, i came across a page of someone from my past.
his birthday is tomorrow. :mellow:
we say we could forget the past if we try. i did try. but the silly masochistic bone in me always wonders of how my past is doing right now.
i guess, it's just natural. it wasn't meant to be. from the beginning. till the end. i am free after years of chaining myself to the shadows of nothingness. i am free.
to wish him happy birthday, it's only natural. i'm not a monster. and i don't hold a grudge. nor do i wish him bad karma, kan?
i did love him some time ago despite his intense dislike for me. and even though we parted with bad blood in his part, i could never hate him for all the hatred he has for me. all i have is this deep sadness. that i'd wasted my youth, my happiness on someone who couldn't even stand hearing my name. ever.
that's life, i guess. the needed pain to keep me safe from any unwanted dalliance. the needed reason for the invisible wall i unconsciously erected around me. the needed remembrance of how strong i have been to pick up the pieces and move on.
but now, i am free. and mature enough to wish him a happy birthday, to let go off the deep sadness etched whenever i remembered my uni years.
i cannot force anyone to love me if it's not in their heart to do so. i could never. but, i could love myself enough to realize that i am lovable. and that i could be a better person for not losing hope that i can still love other people.
it's a sad love story. unrequited. condemned. and misunderstood. added with my stubborn perseverence, well, it's a hopeless cause.
painful. but necessary. i won't say bad things about him even though at times, i did notice some things unfavourable. he is who he is. undominatable. unforgiving. unrelenting.
and i... just want to wish him, happy birthday~ May Allah love him so, guide him to the truest path and keep him safe.
may he know that for whatever that happened, i forgave him. in each single tear. shed nor unshed.
happy birthday, someone.
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