Charm Is Deceitful, And Beauty Is Vain, But A Woman Who Fears The Lord Is To Be Praised. — Proverbs
Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain, but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised. — Proverbs 31:30
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Hi. Once again, I remembered D and instantly cried. I just don't understand why I can't let go of the thought of him because it's not like we even dated. We spent a few hours together for one (1) night and THAT'S IT. I really don't understand where this desire is coming from. I don't understand how I can feel all these emotions for somebody I don't technically know. It has been over a year and I am still the same mess, even after having dated a few people since. I was talking to God earlier about how I need help from Him to take this sadness away. I am really so happy where I currently am in life and I know that I can definitely do without a partner (maybe) at this point. AND YET SOMEHOW!! On the rare occasions I do think of a prospective partner, it's him I go back to. I can't rationalize why I feel this way, but I know that it was that moment of peace and quiet and coziness and serenity and bliss in his car on the drive home after having just shared a few hours of fun and intimacy that did it for me. I can think of a long list of songs that I can associate with the feeling of being in that car with him. It just felt so good and right. I hope I was better with words but to give you a slightly descriptive picture, that car ride felt like what it did when we used to walk back to the parking in G4 after having just watched the last full show of some movie. So cold and quiet you could hear crickets and you were still slightly sleepy because you had been asleep for the latter parts of the film.
That's what the car ride felt like. It felt new yet familiar; new because I knew for certain that I had never felt that way before, and familiar because it felt as if I had known him my entire life. I know it probably did not mean shit to him in the slightest, but to me, it felt like a rebirth, and that's what makes the entire thing so sad to me. I did not even reach the point of getting to try it out. It was literally just (barely) one night, yet however, I am still so connected to him in ways I did not imagine possible. If I have not told you yet, he is workmates with the mother of my very best friend. MY BEST FRIEND. The one friend I hang out with every single day. He LITERALLY works 3 desks away from Tita Pearl. SO CRAZY. There has even been a time when I got to see his desk firsthand (he wasn't there at the time, thankfully) because Faye and I had to meet up with Tita Pearl at her office. I don't care what you think of my story. This story has been sending me into a pit of depression every time I try to recall it and I cry the same amount of tears each time, even more so because he is currently dating another girl. I know that this is not the kind of prayer God would want me to make so I stray away from hoping they don't actually end up together. The other day during worship, Fr. Jade talked about how evil never prevails -- no matter how hard you pray for it. If it is evil at its core, there is no chance God would grant it. I think I have already fully come to terms with the possibility that we might never cross paths again because, really, it's okay. As I said, it does not bother me much to be without a partner. In fact, I enjoy it. I enjoy having all this luxury of time and space to do whatever the heck I want. It's just that when I do think of anyone, I always think of him. I think he's a really smart and good person with a really nice personality and I know I would really love to spend time with him. He feels like somebody I wouldn't hate having around all the time, which speaks volumes about how much I actually like him. However, I understand that this might not be what God wants for me at this point because literally nothing is happening and it's not like I'm going to barge back into his life and reintroduce myself. Like I said, he is seeing someone else and I respect that. While I know there's no harm in simply reaching out, I have so much respect for my fellow woman so I will not do that. After all, God knows what is best for me and I will follow just that; the lack of opportunity in sight is already a big fat sign. Right now, my main concern is to be rid of the sadness that comes with remembering him and our short time together. These days, nothing makes me sadder than when I'm trying to recall those moments and getting flashes of what could have been. One day, I know I will find closure, even if it's not with or from him. I hope that, if it cannot be him, it's somebody infinitely better. I hope that that person could make me feel as good as that car ride in 2023 did, if not so much better. Lord, you have never failed me even once in my life. I find no reason to doubt your plans, especially at this point. Right now, please just help me be happy for him and for whatever is going on in his silly little life.
D, you were exceptional and I truly have never met anyone as lovely as you are. I hope to see you again soon.
wow. i can't believe I made it to the for you page. hello. I'm very sorry I did not expect this. I would like to thank my dad
first semester goals: get a 4.0 gpa, do all readings and have comprehensive notes, attend all my lectures, start my papers three weeks in advance
second semester goals: don't kill myself or become an alcoholic
I can’t sleep because I keep thinking of D. I had a dream about him the other night — we were in some sort of retreat together. When we finally got the chance to interact, I asked him if I actually did piss him off and he said yes. Then, I gave him my rationale that it was inevitable that I did that. He wasn’t mad mad but I felt like he got so turned off by it so I understand. Then when I think he finally came to terms with it, he started saying how he can’t believe we’re together again (not together together, but like, in the same room together). I was actually a little spooked because I thought he was already seeing someone else but he seemed so happy to be with me again so whatever.
I’m so pissed at the fact that I had to wake up before anything happened. I can’t believe this is happening. I’d like to think that I haven’t truly felt this way ever, not even with the people I actually dated. I’m so mad that I know a lot about him that, if I were sick enough, I could actually hunt him down. Of course, I won’t do that. I know my dream did not mean anything other than the fact that I saw one of his friends’ story with him in it. I haven’t thought of him in a long time because I’ve been trying not to proactively. Sometimes though, I do still wonder if I could ever talk to him again. I wonder what I’d say. I could tell him I have never felt what I felt that night for any other person. I could tell him it felt pointless to seek or even think of finding a partner when the one I actually wanted in my life has passed me by. I could tell him that I’ve only been to his place one time but the C-5/Pasig area crushes my soul every time I pass through there because it was one of the most serene moments of my life and I’m not even sure if I could ever feel that way again. I mean all of that, which is why I feel so helpless because it’s not like I could just reach out to him again. He’s been seeing this girl and I know because I saw that his music ig followed her. Right then and there, I kind of already knew. When I went to check on the girl, I found that she has twitter and linked to it was her tumblr. On her tumblr, she would post a lot about him. I hate this even more because she looks so pretty and nice and in love. And, I could never wish for her relationship’s downfall just because I have a crush on her man.
I just hope that I finally find a reason to stop thinking of him and wishing for him. Sometimes I pray for him to just get married already so that I could finally end my delusion. It hurts that this is how things are and even more so because I can’t even do anything about it.
Anyway, here’s ceilings.
“But it's over
Then you're drivin' me home
And it kinda comes out as I get up to go
You kiss me in your car
And it feels like the start of a movie I’ve seen before…”
Fall in love with someone who treats you like kanye treats kanye
