Now is the time to rise above all of rhe gunk I’ve been swimming in.
Every damn thing I’ve been telling myself that doesn’t work out.
Here it is.
The universe saying it’s no longer in my hands.
Works out for them BUT WORKS OUT EVEN BETTER FOR ME!!!!
Mother did always say they need to be stronger than me, whoever will be loving me.
As much as I want to say that as a human being his strength comes in waves? Wala pang masmalakas.
If they run away without me doing anything, what more when I do start something magical.
The restriction of a friendship to not grow is so double sided when they’re coming from a place where they’ve been hoping for romance.
Can they still handle friendship?