So, I’m seated across my sister, staring blankly on the floor.
“Ano, give up na?” (So, giving up?)
She’s referring to the article I’m writing for work, but it was processed a lot differently.
Yes, I’m letting go of the feelings and hopes I still have.
Yes, I’m giving up the thought that we could still be something when the time is right.
No, I’m not letting go of the dreams I have for myself.
No, I trust in His plans for me.
The question’s still echoing. My answers are clear but my soul feels so empty and heavy at the same time.
Sometimes, even when they’re gone, you just know for sure that some people will always always have a special place in your heart.. that no one, new nor better, can take.
It’s about time. Under the night sky.. At this hour.. At this place.. I’m making my decision. I’m letting him go. I’m letting go of my hopes. I’m letting go of the concept of “us.” God knows how long I prayed and hoped. I think that’s enough.
This time, it’s real. Friends, nothing more. I wish him well in everything he does. I’m here if he needs a friend.
He will always have a special place in my heart, that’s for sure.
“…like a sister loves a brother, and a friend loves a friend.” -Rosie