Another 20. That dreadful day when things come back to you in the form of memories and emotions. bwisit.
I had a plan for two, supposedly, today. I was planning a trip to Corregidor for the entire day to be capped off in the end by dinner via a cruise at the Manila Bay. It would’ve been perfect. It could‘ve been perfect.
It’s so weird when you decide to spend the rest of your life with one person. When you tell yourself that “hey, this is the one person I want to spend my life with!” and then it doesn’t turn out that way because you couldn’t settle your differences.
I hope this day ends. I hope it ends fast.