A sequel;

I blog whenever I feel it. It's a sequel of everything I loved

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From some lame reason on the universe, I thought I’d do another blog sequel of my blog. From which this is isolated to any humanoid related to me, except to someone I’d share about half of me, and know me, know me.

I’d figured I share something about two persons I knew. The first person is a girl, whom for I know about 2 years now and the other person who is a guy I just knew the face or somewhat like a social friend (the one you met by stories of another friend).

The two had a good story to start about. I mean they really have something, something special. Even if the parents of the girl would disagree to their dating because they wanted their daughter to finish their studies first before having a relationship. They did have a relationship, more than friends but not lovers, because the girl wanted to follow her parents, and the guy understands the situation. So they’re more like having a mutual understanding relationship.

After a while, they keep seeing each other. They’ve made their own world. Until, the guy stops what he kept doing, which bothers the girl so much that it both causes them pain. Few months had passed and the girl decided to just move on and forget about the guy. But the guy, he won’t, cause he promised to wait for the girl after finishing their studies.

They loved each other. But the girl, decided to take revenge for the pain the gu caused her. She started rejecting all the messages from guy and planned something to avoid him. She used another guy.

In sight of their situation, I pity the guy, but in fact, I pity both of them. They both refused to love each other. Maybe they’ve realized that reality is just around the corner. Why wait for something really not worth fighting for?

I think it’s something you make worth fighting for, not to make it the other way. It saddens me because I witnessed how they treat each other, how they see each other… But most of all I’m not a pryer, so I just sit up and quite… I’ve watched it slipped away.

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