loving someone
doesn’t mean ending up with them.
life moves on.
you will always carry him in your heart,
like a little town you always come back to.
but don’t hate yourself for that.
don’t look back with regrets.
get rid of your what-ifs;
let all of him be bliss to you.
all the laughters,
all the tears,
those are like hidden treasures
you’d try to dig deeper.
you would often ask why—
is there a reason behind an encounter?
i tried so hard to think
why our path happened to meet.
were we just lost?
was it just a sudden bus stop?
maybe, it was.
maybe, it wasn’t.
and either of them is fine.
pgperez 20062020
