He's not my L.O.S.S!!!
It all started when we fall in love with the wrong person. Everything bad will follow, I promise you that. Hay, why do we have to fall for them anyways? They’re such a time-waster!
Nico? Who’s that? Sorry, but I don’t know him. Not anymore…
Ok, ok, ok, I confess. I was in love with him before. And when I say in love, it means I was or I’ve been terribly stupid, horribly blind and tragically deaf, all at the same time. Can you imagine that? Well, that’s the magic or should I say the jinx of falling in love. You don’t know how bad you can get.
I can’t blame myself anyway. I’m only human, a mistake-maker, an individual who sometimes makes the wrong decisions. Guilty for some, but I am what I am.
I used my heart over my mind. I let my feelings dominate over me being wiser than I am. That’s what you get when you’re gambling with love. It’s a 50/50, win or loose basis. You may become the luckiest winner or the biggest loser of all time. In my case, you decide what I am…
But it’s not about me being unfortunate about that love I had with him. It’s about me being lucky because I am free. It’s about me being much more aware about my life right now. I have total control of myself. I have all the time in the world to enjoy my singledom. I may not be happy every second, every minute of my days, but at least I’m happy knowing that there’s a better life waiting for me out there. And that I know there is someone who is willing to reciprocate the love I am willing give.
He is not my lost. Why? Because he is the biggest loser of all. I am the winner here. And he is the one who lost me. He looses his chance of being with the person who is deeply in love with him. He lost the person who is willing to offer all that she has and all that she is. He lost the girl who accepted everything that HE IS without any hesitations. He lost his chance, he lost his opportunity, he even lost in the game the he, himself made.
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