ALL THAT I EVER WANTED...

ALL THAT I EVER WANTED...


...was not to write about us in the past tense. If you are reading this, it means we didn't sail through. It means our story was more of a fling, an overnight sensation that dwindled like a weak flame amidst a storm and died off.  Even as I let go of what we shared, I know it was good when it lasted. I know it is the best thing that ever happened in my life. That I do not regret any moment I ever shared with you is of no doubt. That we both did everything we could to see it through is out of question. Although I have to admit I wished it could grow against all odds, for the love that I got from you is immeasurable. These questions still run through my mind, almost making me run amok: could we not have weathered the storm? Could we not fight for us?


...was not to fake a smile and act the gentleman by taking it all in my stride. But  I want to promise you that am not hurt. Am not crying. All I am doing is shedding happy tears, tears of joy remembering all the sweet memories we ever shared. Reminiscing the nostalgic moments so engraved in my memory makes me smile and think of how wonderfully you colored my world.  But babe, maybe this thing called love was not for us. I do not want to say it was an infatuation, because for me it wasn't.


...was not to talk about our other lives and the people in them but It is a complex situation, isnt it? I found you in love with someone else, who apparently you were not ready to let go of: I was in a relationship too, complicated relationship, which I was more than willing to let go, for us. But no one wants to take a nose dive in a relationship that will lead to another complicated love triangle. You suggested it is best for us to let it go: to give it space.


...was not to act halfheartedly, thinking of the other guy in your life as I accept your proposition and that he came before me. Halfhearted because I could not let myself decipher the fact that you love someone else so much that you love me enough to let me go. With a heavy heart I looked into it, soberly and maturely, deciding not to be selfish; look from both sides and coming to terms with reality that you love me, you love me enough to want to see me happy, you did it for me, and for that I want to thank you sweetheart.


...was to have you, be your alpha man, your strength and  your knight in shining armor...babe, more of a priority than an option to you but sadly it all turned out to be an overnight sensation, and for that am grateful too, for everything. Being the strong guy that you envisioned me to be, am letting it go for your wish is my command. I hope you have a special place for me as your special friend, a position I am gladly getting accustomed to. Honey, am always here, for you. I will always be there to give you a shoulder to lean on, to see you through your struggles and my candy pie, I promise to always be by your side. As for your guy, anytime you look into his eyes, let him know he is a lucky man. He owns a coveted prize. You deserve to be happy. You deserve the best. Am happy for you and grateful I got to know you.


All that I ever wanted was not to say... "Adios mi Amor!"