The Final Day

If God will ask me how much I love you, I would tell Him ten million times than what its worth. I love you not because I feel it is right, but because I like what I feel and nothing else.

Sometimes you asked if I regretted the day I met you. I said NO. But today is the day that I feared the most, because if you will ask me again, I know I would say YES. Of all the things that I have, it is your memories that I want to bury.

I know that what I am doing is right. Yes it is so right to get you out of my life. I should not believe on the friendship that you promised. I am such a fool to hold on to that. You choose to hurt me.

There are times that I need your presence, yet you were not there. I know that you know, yet you choose to ignore me. Now, I reckon that you will never be there for me. I should have known, because right from the start, you already left me.

I throw all your lies that I once believed. When you said that I was important to you and that you could not stand without me, those were all LIES. Maybe you were just forced to do it or you just did it to give me false hope. Now, all the words that you said were worthless. It’s because you are worthless to me.

I don’t mind anymore if you really liked me. What is important is I loved, and I gave everything without asking in return. Despite of that, you taught me to be strong. I learn to stop chasing and crying to someone who is worthless like you.

Maybe you destroyed almost everything in me. You took my dignity, my courage and my faith, even my life. But I can stand-up and regain them again. I can move-on and live without you. This is still me. It’s only the time and days that are changed.

Now is the last time that I am saying this. The last chance that I will think of you. All the things that happened are all gone. Even my life is already new. Now is the last time that I love you. The last time for everything, for you to know how much you hurt me. Everything is over. This is the last day that I suffer. It’s done, it’s all over. But on this final day, I am sure of one thing,

That this is not the last day that I am going to say this.


This is one of the articles i wrote for the local school paper which was published recently. For Papao...