He who left is always the one who caused the pain. It’s always in that way. It’s always the one who left is the rogue in the story. The one who didn’t try good enough, the one who muddled up, the one who is not worthy of love. Why? ‘Cause he left her broken, unwanted and miserable. When she fought hard, she even went out of her comfort zone just to make him stay. Just to make things be as they were again; for her alone to be whole. But did we ever consider the feeling of the villain? Did we even think he is just one of us; wanting to be loved by someone until his heart reaches the golden years? Did we? The one who left is not always the one who causes the wound, who makes things troubled, who makes things completely incomplete. Sometimes, he is the one who experienced the 3AM anxiety, the one who is crestfallen and wretched. Sometimes, he is also the one who asks himself, “Was I not enough?” The one who left is not always the one who chose to give up first just to taste a blissful of freedom again. People often think he let go first because he does not see the worth and essence of being in love with her; not knowing he asked himself a million times before if he really deserved the love he was getting or even worth the pain. The one who left does not always sees himself first before her. It’s a cliché knowing how we often see him as the conceited one because of the things he could do. Not considering he just wants the best for her… That’s why he chose to let go and let his shadow vanish from sight and himself to fade away. The one who left is sometimes the scapegoat one. He could sacrifice and let go of everything; his love for her and his desire of being with her until his heart finally give in until his last breath. Yes, his reason for leaving is still a mystery, he left without a goodbye. Not knowing it is so hard for him to set her free; that’s why he didn’t bother to say those things that his lips couldn’t utter without shivering. He was gone all of a sudden without seeing her for the last time because he couldn’t stand the thought of walking away from her, ‘cause if he had a choice, he won’t ever leave. And if he was just asked to stay, he would always will. The one who left is sometimes the most damaged. Not knowing where to start again nor how to forgive himself for letting someone like her to slip away. ‘Cause he knew he won’t ever find someone like her even in the afterlife. He could never feel the affection he felt for the first time in his life; he could never be the same person he was, the person he was when he was with her. He is the one who left; the one who left everything for things to be better even if it makes him worse. He is the one who left; the one who left her for his own reason. No one knows what it was because he doesn’t want someone to experience the woe he is experiencing. That’s how broken he is. The thing is, he loved, too. And, he was wounded, just the same. Or experienced more than the pain of the one who was left behind. -Bea Sacdalan
I always tell other people that whenever you're given an opportunity to be with someone, it's that you should always give it your best shot and love that person with all your heart. In this day and age where true, genuine second chances are rare, sometimes in life you are given only one shot. One chance to be with someone you love and how you make the most out of it is ultimately up to you. We never really know how long we'll remain in someone's life because just like how sea sons change and just like how leaves fall, people's feelings change over time as well. So while you are still together, take advantage of the time that's been given to you. Live in the moment and stop thinking about the future too much because what matters is right here, right now. Kiss each other as hard as you can. Take each other's hand and run away at the beach. Hug each other so damn tight while you still can. Let them know how you really feel about them because one day, y...

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