never again

When there's smoke, there's fire. I proved that wrong.

So after a month and a half, we saw each other again. Small world, right? No, not really. Davao is too small a place to hide. And I really didn't even try to avoid him. I still party (a lot).. in the same places we used to go to, sometimes with the same people we used to hang out with.. together. I knew it was very unlikely for us to not bump into each other anytime soon.

I'm done denying so.. fine-- the minute I saw him, I thought my heart was going to leap out of my chest. Let's cut the drama.. memories didn't come rushing back, the bitterness (yes, it was kinda like that) of the break-up didn't even come to mind, that two plus years with him were just a memory. It didn't pain me anymore, not as much as it did when I finally realized that it's over (and that's three months before we finally broke up). I expected to see him some time, I just didn't know that was THE night.

He knew I was there though. He knew who I was with. He came by because he just had to see it for himself. I just flashed him my sweetest smile and told him "I really don't care anymore. It's over. Just let me be. I, at least, deserve that.. after everything you put me through. If it helps, I'm happy. I know you are too. So, "friends"?" --My exact words. I offered a handshake. he just looked at it, stared at me with that smug look on his face and said (i'll translate na lang in english), "We can't just be friends bec. I will take you back." I stared back at him, smiled and said, "keep trying.. that will never happen ayway, not in a million years, not even in your wildest dreams".. and simply walked away.

It's freakin' unbelievable how confident some people can be. Oh well, at least i now know "moving on"-- in its truest sense.