Sadness is such a powerful emotion…

Sadness is such a powerful emotion…it has the power to wipe away all those happy memories and leave you sobbing in its loneliness…

5 weeks have passed since Aldrich left for Chicago…now there’s just 2 more grueling weeks left until he comes back.

Two weeks na lang!! Kaya ko ‘to! I have suffered but am still alive after 5 weeks so what’s 2 weeks right? (I am trying to convince myself, obvious ba?) Only the last week is the hardest. We won’t have any communication at all. The internet connection of the laptop with him is broken and his phone is dead. Shucks. At least it will be the last week.
Only a few more days until all this is over.

Will my life be like it was before he left? Will things still be the same again?

Hmmm, I really don’t know.

I’ve learned and changed some in the 5 weeks that I’ve endured.

Gradually, I learned that I am able to survive by myself, that I am capable of making myself happy. I can eat alone, I can watch a movie by myself, I can go the mall and shop by myself and I’m kinda happy afterwards. There is a sense of fulfillment in what I have achieved.

Despite all these ‘accomplishments’, I still succumb to loneliness now and then—a condition that I have yet to understand fully.

I want to be happy all the way by myself but it doesn’t seem to be possible. There’s still a missing piece….I miss Aldrich.

The more I go out with my friends, the more I realize why I enjoy Aldrich’s company so much—not that I don’t enjoy my friends’. It’s just that I am able to see the qualities that endear him to me more clearly. He complements me and in that we are two matching pieces in a puzzle.

Kapag magulo ang utak ko, siya ung nagiging organized sa aming dalawa. Kapag nasa kulit mode ako, nasasabayan din nya un. He’s like my best friend, the one person that knows me best and knows how to be with me so we can jive perfectly.

It’s not that I cannot live without him. Life is just brighter and more enjoyable when I’m with him. There’s someone who understands me and who I can turn to when I need a shoulder to cry on, who will let me talk and talk when I feel like pouring out my crazy ideas and opinions. And most importantly, he’s someone who loves me…

Love from another person is an inimitable thing and feeling.

Damn…I feel so damn blessed! God must really love me. I put chance under the category of God’s invisible hand working in the world. And for that I shall say Thank You! I am assuming that God probably reads my blog, too! Hahahahahaha!