Today, i did not wake up with that glow in my eyes. They say i will, once wounds have healed and my hands have picked up all my broken pieces. Well, i guess i am not there just yet. But one thing is for sure: now, i know better.
I made a playlist of the songs that reminds me of what it used to be and by judging the songs it has, i know that for both of us, it was love. Altogether, it was joy, longing, passion and even the feeling that butterflies give.
I loved you more. I loved you more that i loved us. I loved you more than i loved myself. I loved you more than you loved me.
We were something beautiful and something tragic. Maybe i was too poetic about everything that life threw something almost the same as my poems and metaphors. And ironically, even though it burned me to ashes, i am grateful.
It still hurts; knowing how someone else and i overlapped, of how easy it was for you to leave and go on, and how it will never be the same for us again. But i do not wish for moments when you suddenly knock on my door to beg for forgiveness until i take you back, not anymore.
I know better. I just hope that one day, i can get that glow in my eyes as i leave all the pain in my sleep just like how she said.