♣♥ Unbecoming ♣♥

"Until one morning, I'll wake up and find I'm thinking about something else, and then I'll know the worst is over. My heart might be bruised, but it will recover and become capable of seeing the beauty of life once more. It happened before, it will happen again. I'm sure. When someone leaves, it's because someone is about to arrive. I'll find love again." -- Paulo Coelho (The Zahir)

♣♥ I will.. I know. If it's for the same person, I'm not sure. But I'm hoping.

♣♥ Life has never been that fair to me. At least, not now. I've been experiencing problems after problems and the more I try to get out from it, it seems like I'm being pulled down even deeper.

♣♥ With this in mind, you might be thinking that I'm in a lot of trouble. In a way, yes. Somehow, though, I try hard to cope up with it. Courage has always been an issue for me. I don't have the guts to say "NO" to something that I always said "YES" to. And that goes on for favors, second chances and loving. But now, I think I'll have to stand up for what I think is right. I ought to do this. Even if I hurt myself badly, I have to. Because the only way to get out of this mess is to put a stop on loving.

♣♥ Love never leaves. It's just here, inside of me. It just needs time and space to rest. Because I'm tired. Tired of loving, tired of hurting. I hope you would understand. If love's really meant for both of us, then, it will come. But not now. There's still time. And it can only tell us when love wakes up again. For now, let it pursue its slumber.