Past

Someone in the past has just returned. He didn't know that I already have a boyfriend. He didn't know that the man I've been telling him about before, is now my boyfriend. He said, it seems interesting that, I was telling him that my love for this man was pointless and hopeless, but after two years, he'd just know the news that this man is now my boyfriend. How ironic? I said, my love for this man was pointless and hopeless because this man doesn't notice me at all(before). Then, he'd just find out that this man is now mine. He's right, it's interesting. How did this man end up with me?

The answer is, I did the first move. Maybe not really the first move, but I let things happen the way I like it. We had a date, the usual one. He didn't fall in love with me, I know that. But after a few days, I asked him if we could try and have a relationship like more than friends, and become lovers. He said yes, and he let me understand that I should not expect anything from him. I did it. Although, after several months, I can't stand the pain he's giving me. He's not showing me what a real boyfriend should be. After 7 long months, I decided to let go and stop holding on to something that keeps on hurting me everyday. On that exact day that I decided to break up with him, is also the first time that I felt that he had fallen in love with me already. I can't believe that was happening. He was stopping me from leaving him. All the tears and effort was worth it. He's really worth it! Since then, he changed for me. He changed his ways and how he treats me. He introduced me to his parents and he brought me in their house. My very own love story is not just a story, but a challenge.

He's a very nice man. Adorable and loving. Sweet and romantic. Faithful and loyal. I could not ask for more.