From this day onward, I’m making it official – I’ve learned to move on. I guess this is what happens when the only thing/person that you yearn for is not meant for you. I’ve learned to internalize the essence of this life lesson: “When life gives you orange and lemon, make grape juice out of it.” By looking at some flashbacks, I’ve seen tiny sparks of hope within me every time I see you…you don’t seem to notice how “kilig” those moments are for me…moments manifested by the faint smile that I give every time you throw back a simple glimpse on me..you texting me even without knowing my true identity..and these are all but a myriad of false hope that untangles the imaginary connection that I’ve made on you.. Yes, I’m still on the bargaining stage, if you still haven’t noticed the irony…this entry is still on the present tense. But I’m trying not to hold on any longer and I guess not seeing you that often helps a lot for me to fully recover. And how I wish soon, I can stand up and say without any signs of inhibitions that indeed I am grateful.. “Thank you for the sweet torture…” “Sometimes, we need to forget about the people from our past…’cause there must have been a good reason why they didn’t make it to our future..” -quoted