"People change and forget to tell each other."

My loyal readers will probably notice the change of the male character in my blog posts recently. I bet you should know what it meant - "my previous relationship fell apart".

I did not talk about this for the past few months, because I wasn't ready, till now, I wasn't ready neither. But I just need to write something to make myself feel better. I am certain that not many people will read this as this blog are way dead, but I just need to rant off.

I have always been so public with my previous relationship; the pressure after we announced our separation was so intense because I honestly felt broken and falling in the eyes of the public. I had the longest relationship, about a year with this guy called M (I think he deserves his privacy so I shall not reveal his name). Our relationship was wonderful, it seems perfect and I had no idea that it will end up this way. It wasn't my decision, but his. Until now, I am still unsure what are the causes that made him made that decision. He says it will be good for me if we breakup, he says we both will live better without each other. And of course, many rumors circulating but I will keep everything to myself and I will not take count on what ever accusations that has been thrown on me.

I remember that night I was so tired with orientation week that I fell asleep without checking on my cellphone. The next morning only I stumbled on his text message. I was stunted. Nothing happened to me, I had no emotion I had no gestures, nothing. Until, my best friend knocked my room door, and I started to break down my walls and cry right in front of her. 

I felt the relationship start going down the roller coaster when I have gotten an offer to pursue my bachelors degree in a public uni. And there so, the result of our long-term relationship ended in the first week of my uni life. 

I had enjoyed my single life to the fullest after. I thought I will just leave it to faith to bump into my Mr. Right, and I will take my time this turn around to wait for the right person. Many guys come and go during this period of time. The decision making of accepting one really isn't as easy as it seems, because I felt that it was too early to commit into a new relationship. But then, here I am now, making a new story with this man that I dearly loved. The relationship got into the 7th month now, and hell, time passes so fast, like dragonflies.

I admit, this time, the relationship wasn't as spectacular as the previous ones. It is a long distance relationship, we had arguments most of the time, downturns basically 20 hours out of 24 hours per day. But we managed to survive through it. When I am writing this post, we are still in a cold war from the result of our argument this morning. Things may get ugly, it may turn sour; although I hope it stays on a happier end. Lets pray that things will get better when I wake up tomorrow morning.

Till then. 

"People change and forget to tell each other."

My loyal readers will probably notice the change of the male character in my blog posts recently. I bet you should know what it meant - "my previous relationship fell apart".

I did not talk about this for the past few months, because I wasn't ready, till now, I wasn't ready neither. But I just need to write something to make myself feel better. I am certain that not many people will read this as this blog are way dead, but I just need to rant off.

I have always been so public with my previous relationship; the pressure after we announced our separation was so intense because I honestly felt broken and falling in the eyes of the public. I had the longest relationship, about a year with this guy called M (I think he deserves his privacy so I shall not reveal his name). Our relationship was wonderful, it seems perfect and I had no idea that it will end up this way. It wasn't my decision, but his. Until now, I am still unsure what are the causes that made him made that decision. He says it will be good for me if we breakup, he says we both will live better without each other. And of course, many rumors circulating but I will keep everything to myself and I will not take count on what ever accusations that has been thrown on me.

I remember that night I was so tired with orientation week that I fell asleep without checking on my cellphone. The next morning only I stumbled on his text message. I was stunted. Nothing happened to me, I had no emotion I had no gestures, nothing. Until, my best friend knocked my room door, and I started to break down my walls and cry right in front of her. 

I felt the relationship start going down the roller coaster when I have gotten an offer to pursue my bachelors degree in a public uni. And there so, the result of our long-term relationship ended in the first week of my uni life. 

I had enjoyed my single life to the fullest after. I thought I will just leave it to faith to bump into my Mr. Right, and I will take my time this turn around to wait for the right person. Many guys come and go during this period of time. The decision making of accepting one really isn't as easy as it seems, because I felt that it was too early to commit into a new relationship. But then, here I am now, making a new story with this man that I dearly loved. The relationship got into the 7th month now, and hell, time passes so fast, like dragonflies.

I admit, this time, the relationship wasn't as spectacular as the previous ones. It is a long distance relationship, we had arguments most of the time, downturns basically 20 hours out of 24 hours per day. But we managed to survive through it. When I am writing this post, we are still in a cold war from the result of our argument this morning. Things may get ugly, it may turn sour; although I hope it stays on a happier end. Lets pray that things will get better when I wake up tomorrow morning.

Till then.