A/N: This isn’t even considered as a one-shot fic. I just need an outlet for what I’m feeling tonight. :”) I’ve been listening to Rihanna’s Te Amo for the whole day. Made me realize important things. 🙂
I’m movin’ to the light because I understand
That we all need love and I’m not afraid
I feel the love, but I don’t feel that way
I’ve never felt this guilty before.
It’s been too long since we last broke up.
But I guess I never did what I was supposed to do that time.
Now, I feel very sorry. I feel like I toy-ed your feelings.
“I can’t go on like this anymore.”
“Why? Did I do anything wrong? Tell me.”
“You didn’t do anything wrong. I just…don’t want this to go on anymore.”
“But…I love you.”
“Are you serious?”
“I’m afraid I am.”
After a year and a half, I now had the courage to talk about it again with you, but somehow I felt more relieved after doing it.
“Hey…Sorry…For what I did a year and a half ago.”
“Apology is not really necessary because I understood you… But thank you… I waited for that apology.”
Yes, I didn’t cry when we broke up. I didn’t even cared that much. But tonight, I’ll let my tears flow freely.
I loved you.
Just not the same way you did.