"Ang ganda niya. Ang ganda talaga niya."
"She's so pretty. She's so very pretty."
That's how I convinced myself back in first year and it's been a hard habit to break. I still can't find anyone who made me feel that way; who made me compliment the wind every single time.
Except I have. I have found persons who made me compliment the wind every single time. I have been finding persons all the time. Except I stop myself. What if she's not the one?
And so I never try. And so I never find out. And so I never found out.
Love is a choice. I'm not ready to love right now, is what I'm saying right now. And so not ready I shall be.
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