Inspired.

I still remember telling you last week that you are a gem. A precious gem indeed.

Hard to be so certain why, but for one freaky instance, I felt terribly comfortable with you, telling you the things only my closest friends would know. Sharing you these bits and pieces of what I know from all of the pebbles of life I have managed to pick.

There's one thing I know. You are the breeze that refreshes.

From this ever polluted mind and the confused soul, your smile and gestures has reminded me that not all beautiful have become wicked through time. That personality would always matter. That friendship should always weigh more than the one-night deals or more than the physical attraction.

But really, it is the your humility that is above the rest. The kind that reminded me to try and be humble also because I do not know everything yet. The kind that has also made me realize that even from kids I can still learn something. That humility that draws you always to your faith to the One that has breathed life to all of us. To that one that has provided for you and never left you.

It would still take some more weeks, some more months to probably understand why are you or what are you, yet I feel so blessed now that you have chosen me one of those few whom you wanted to share your life with. If that isn't a blessing...I don't know what it is, but perhaps God thought that it is time for me to meet an angel or maybe He is teaching me how to appreciate a real gem.

Whatever luck it is that I have met you, would only matter less, because what matters right now is that I am indeed inspired. Again.

Moving on. Moving along.

Some two years ago, I have decided to take the risk and build a relationship with you.

At first, I didn't think we would click. There isn't something we had in common. But then again, my heart would always win over my mind.

And so the journey began. Unforgettable moments. Indescribable feelings. Magic carpet rides.

Then roller coaster rides. Arguments. Some disagreements. Then the distance.

I had been given the chance to tell you that I have already settled for you. That I have started dreaming of forever with you. That no matter all the imperfections or the trials, I would always always stay with you.

But when everyone isn't looking, it happened.

I thought that I can make it. That we can make it work. I guess we cannot. Not with this distance anyway.

Not when we have started to grow really apart.

Two years. Countless memories. Circles of friends. Several waking up in the morning beside you. The happiness and the pains.

All of them do not matter now. Its official. We cease to exist as a couple.

How do I move on? I'm not entirely sure how.

I have kept your clothes in the closet and started not to use them.

I renamed you in my phonebook as X.

Stopped eating halo halo. Stopped going to MOA. I have almost stopped everything just to move on from this terrible pain. But I cannot stop my life.

And so, with all of these pain and suffering from all the memories our togetherness has left me, I am moving along with this life, with our friends, with your clothes still in my closet, with your stuffed toys still in my room.

I am moving along with the busy world and drowned in it as it helps me forget about the painful stuff and hope that one day, I will smile again of the happy memories and feel nothing of the sadness that this breakup has shun upon me.