Sometimes, I Guess There Is A Second Chance

2013 was weird. I remember the year starting 0ut like any ordinary year. Nothing special.

2013 ended with me being caught in the middle of a weird pseudo-relationship with him.

2014 began with us together at New Year’s Eve.

2014 ended with me crying in the dark because he was no longer a part of my life.

2015 began with me telling myself that I will somehow survive this.

2015 ended with us on New Year’s Day together because Whatsapp legit died at his timezone during my midnight and he ran out of battery and had to tell his friend to upload a status about it and oh it was just a catastrophic mess.

It’s 2016 now.

2 months after we became friends again.

And I’m…happy. We’re happy. I can’t believe I’m able to use the pronoun ‘we’ to represent the both of us but we are. And I can’t believe that I am able to truly call him one of my closest friends now.

We’ve talked more within the last 2 months than we did in the span of one year that we were together. He’s let me in to his life in more ways than I could have ever imagined.

He told me I was a priority. I’ve wanted to hear a lot of things from him. But I didn’t realize until last week that this was what I wanted to hear the most.

I realize that I made mistakes too and that I have to change some of my ways too. I’m trying. But what I am also determined to do now is to enjoy what we have and be comfortable in the knowledge that I feel…secure.

With him, it really does feel like I’m home.


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