i’d like to think that i’m okay. i’m not whining just because i’m single. i think it’s a gift to be a single mom and still manage to hold my head up high when i look at people. i know what they think and say about me; but to tell you honestly, i don’t care. i know that the society is reprobating me for my blunders. i know every bit of unkind words that people are equating me to. as much as i want to cry foul, i simply couldn’t. what people perceive me of are the consequences that i have to face. i am only paying my dues.
i was truly in love, and the days i spend in love are my romance. duped, deceived, betrayed, fooled, misled, victimized - name it, i believed. i was played just when i regained my whole self. i thought that we have mutual feelings for each other. i thought everything is for real. but just like any other sad love story, our love ended even before it began. it’s depressing to think that i’m ill-fated when it comes to cupid’s lane. but i have no remorse or regret, i was happy while it lasted.
i am not giving up on love and i don’t think i ever will. my misfortunes will not stop me from loving. someday i will find someone who will faithfully stick with me. someday i will have someone who will stand by his words and keep his promises. one day, someday…