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To The Person I Gave Up On

When do you decide that it's time to move on?
WORDS Hannah Garcia, PHOTO The CW

"We met at the wrong time. That's what I keep telling myself anyway. Maybe one day years from now, we'll meet in a coffee shop in a far away city somewhere and we could give it another shot," said something I saw on my Tumblr dashboard a few months ago.

The first time I read those words, I thought of you. And how things ended between the two of us. And how our relationship will never be the same. And how you'll never feel the same way about me. And how things would have turned out if I didn't do what I did and if you didn't let me do what I did.

Memories of us rushed to my mind. I felt an ache in my chest. Why would my heart hurt when I've already moved on? I don't know, but it did. Why would I feel sad and full of regret when I was the one who wanted to end what we had in the first place? I don't know, but I did. Why would I miss you? I don't know, but I did. I missed you.

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Of course, the academic load I had for the second semester was enough to keep me busy and distracted. I had too much to do so I stopped thinking about you. I found myself moving on again. I was happy. I was back to my normal life, which was mostly family, friends, school work, church, and a few happy crushes. I was sure that I didn't miss you. Okay, I did miss you, but, I miss all of our high school classmates, so I guess it's safe to say that I missed you in a non-romantic way. My head was back in the game. I mean, the chances of us seeing each other again were slim to none, anyway, and with the requirements for each class, I was very sure I wouldn't get caught up in the "Gosh, I miss him I wish we were still together" emotions I once had.

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Boy, was I wrong. You were there last night in one of the events I waited for. You were there. I thought my friends were just teasing me when they said you were coming. I thought you weren't really going to come because you had final exams. But you were there. In the flesh. And words cannot describe how much I wanted to hug you, bury my face on your neck, and take you to a place where the two of us can talk. Like really talk, because the last time we did was during the start of this year, and reality check, this year is ending in a few more days.

But what happened again? Yes, that's right. We ignored each other. I felt like a fool. It was embarrassing. And I kept asking myself how we ended up this way. It's like we were with our friends, but we were divided into two—the people you were talking to, and the people I was talking to. I felt pathetic and helpless. At least the night ended with us saying two words to each other: "hi" and "bye."

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I regret not talking to you last night. Then again, I always regret not talking to you. And I get jealous of the girls you talk to. I guess this is what I get for hurting you in the past? A little too hard to bear, but I'll take it. As long as you're happy.

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When everything around you suddenly turns dark, the first thing we'd prolly do, as humans, is to find and grab anything that is closest and nearest to us. We'll hold onto them for as long as we can, trying to collect ourselves and gather courage to adjust our eyesights to the pitch black environment that's consuming us minute by minute. And then you'd hear nothing. Your sense of hearing would somehow go off after not seeing anything for quite awhile. You'll let loose. Cry. Panic. You'll be exhausted for fighting your way out. Then just when you're about to stop and give up, you're no longer afraid. There's only this deafening silence and pithole of darkness that's gonna eat you up alive. And surprisingly, you'll make a home out of it.

You'll make a home out of the darkness that when a ray of light suddenly hits you, you'll try to avoid it. You'll try to cover your eyes. You'll try to cover your ears from the voices trying to help you get out of it. You'll try to hide because your mind and body will go against your will to come out and live. Because the darkness that used to scare you, now comforts you in a way you thought has helped you survived life. And you'll try to live. Day by day. In the darkness. Not knowing where to go. Not knowing where to start. Not knowing who is with you. You will try to live until the darkness that once surrounds you is now within you. And everyday, it's gonna be a cycle of subtle torture. But let me tell you a secret. The darkness won't make you whole.

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You'll be broken. And in those hair-like cracks, the light will stubbornly fight its way through until it warms you up. Until you realize to check the switch and turn it on. Until you allow other people to help you find your way back in the light. Until you realize you're ready to live in light again. There's a light at the end of this long and dreading tunnel. The only question that matters: will you let them in?

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