I woke up with puffy eyes again. I kept thinking if this is really it. I got to accept it. I became so selfish. I wish I hadn’t deleted your number and messaged you one last time first.
I spoke to Dan and he told me to solve the problems head on. They have a good relationship with Kris and they both try to solve their problems as soon as they can.
Although everything sounded right to me, he told me that it depends really on the person.
I’m slowly letting everything sink in. I hate to say this but what you felt bad over was immature. Then again, we have different experiences in life. You’re still a student and I’m already a working adult. I truly believe that
maturity does not come with age, but with experience.
I’m excited to start boxing tomorrow. I’ll get my handwraps today after the performance and then just blast away tomorrow.
Also, I’m still thinking when I should reach out or should I even try to. But if by next week, you still haven’t reached out to me, I’ll have to let you go, I guess.
“Hey. Just want to check in how you’re doing.”
So I tried to text your number. I made a decision to ask about how we do this cool off phase. So I asked how you’re doing. The text sent but it didn’t say “delivered”. I read an article that says I’m probably blocked.
Thanks, Mauro. You’re helping me get over this too.
“Good job you blocked my number!! I’m really happy. Thank you.”
I’m sad but it means all I really have to do is wait. Fucking Viber, why did I even open the app. I saw your number and took the opportunity to text you. How stupid can I get.
I talked to you. Turns out, you didn’t block me. I guess I destroyed the time off no? But I honestly am not the person to prolong. As in. I guess I always wanted confrontations to happen face to face instead of text talaga kasi di ko nakikita.