28th of April

Dear Vincent,

Last night was a blur. I was filled with sadness.
I've came to my senses now. I want to understand you. I really do.

Your mere presence lightens up my world. I love it when you go home early to talk to me. I understand how devoted you are in your job. I'm sorry if you feel pressured to go home early because of me. I will not ask you to go home early anymore. Take your time.

"To be honest, minsan okay lang sakin when we don't talk"

"...I got used to not talking to you every single day"

As promised, I'll be here when you're done with work. You don't have to talk to me if you feel that it's a burden. Just know that I'm here whenever you need me. 

I'm giving you freedom to do what makes you happy. I don't have the right to tell you what to do. I support you all the way.

"I don't know what to do to be a better boyfriend. I have less time for you and I can't do anything about it. I can't manage it."

I'm not complaining nor expecting anything from you. I really want to make this work. 

I'm speechless. I got emotional while reading this again. I can feel that you're starting to fall out of love. I'm praying that God will give me the Vincent who loved me.  

"I don't want to hate you if we push it, and I don't want you to hate me if I can't give you what you want"

This make sense to me now. When I read our conversation last night, I think I'm being selfish. I wanted you to stay with me. I still do. Yet somehow, I felt that I'm selfless because I only care about loving you and forget what will I feel if you can't give me what I want. But now, I can't do anything about it. I'm lifting it all up to God. I'm praying that he'll guide our relationship. 

I love you. I always will. 

Love,

Karla