Acceptance

“Love is always patient and kind; 

it is never jealous, love is never boastful or conceited; it is never rude or selfish; it does not take offense, and is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other people's sins but delights in the truth; it is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope, and to endure whatever comes”

- Nicole Sparks

I've been thinking so much lately about it. I just realized that I've been lost a really good friend. He was right, we lost each other when we decided to be in love and try to have a relationship. Maybe love not for us, maybe we were never meant to each other. We were just too young to realized that we always feed our egos, by trying to find someone to blame.

I was a bad person. Always playing the victim in every story that I told people about us. I was too angry at that time. Blame him for everything and make him look like a jerk to make myself feel better. But now my heart hurts every time I remember every good memory between us. We were a really good friends before and he was my favorite person once. Now I feel bad for everything I've been done.

Love never hurt.  If I really love him back then, I should accept everything that best for both of us. I just too late to realize that. 

"I'm sorry for that time we got ice-cream
I let you melt me, too"