All of us weren’t aware of such before the movie “ONE MORE CHANCE” got released. For those who don’t know about the 3-month rule, it is this “rule” about not having a relationship right after a breakup. Either of the parties should wait for at least 3 months before they “put themselves on the market”. It’s not a period where you go around looking for new prospects or flirting with other people and letting the other party know about it especially if what you guys had was real, special and true. That’s why I appreciate the idea of it, the 3-month rule. I guess for those people who takes things seriously, or relationships I may say, the 3-month rule is somewhat equal to what you call RESPECT. 

And Babe, it’s obvious you don’t have respect for me. So screw you.

I don’t open myself to guys. I mean, I’m approachable and I’m friendly. If you wanna get to know me, I’m okay with it but if a guy wants to be more than just a friend, that’s different. I friendly-flirt but I’m not a flirt. I have crushes and once they like me back, I get scared and push them away. I’m actually scared of love and commitment and all that shit. That’s why this time when I actually had the guts to put down my walls for him, I got hurt pretty bad. And it sucks. Because I really thought he was the one. 

Took me months to realize I had feelings for him. During the ligawan stage and the first few months in our relationship I was super unpredictable. I was still figuring myself out and that’s why i loved him more because he was patient with me. Then it finally hit me. Boom. I LOVE HIM. And we were happy in our own universe. Contented. We were all hugs and kisses, petty fights and kulitan moments. I was in cloud nine. And people around me saw it. They knew I was happy and in love and they were happy for me. It was what they called ONCE IN A BLUE MOON in Aimee’s world.

And he just left.. 

It hurts. It still fvcking hurts. Lately, I can control my mind and not think about it but my thoughts win over me. All the fvcking time. And now that I know that I must let go, it hurts more. I mean what kind of person would make you feel loved and the next day act as if you two never were together?

I admit I have my flaws. I’m not perfect. I’m moody and sometimes immature. I unintentionally hurt him. But I do make up for it. And I stayed even if he had his  own moments too just because I knew that our relationship was worth fighting for. He once believed in “forever”. I never did at the start. Eventually, I embraced it and had high hopes for it. 

Now I’m in a position I don’t know how to handle because I have never been here before. My friends tell me I’m going to get over it soon but when exactly? It’s not really an easy path to go through. Moving on and letting go. I’m still figuring it out. Good for him, he already did. He got over me as soon as we were done. He’s got this new chic, I guess. I don’t know. 

But one thing I know that I am super sure of, I knew and I felt that he did love me and that I don’t regret having feelings for him. It was real. It still is.  

If you are reading this, here’s what I have to say. I know I have said a lot of harsh things to you. I’m sorry. Please understand that I was only able to say those words to you because of the pain you have inflicted on me. But no matter how much hate I feel for you, the love I have for you wins. All the time. I’m good, by the way. There are times that I really really miss you. I survived most of the days that had passed by. I’m getting used to whatever this is but I still want you back in my life.  

Oh yea, one more thing, all I ever wanted was an explanation and a heartfelt apology from you.