Love is forever.

Some say love is eternal.

I use to believe that these words best describes love.

Until I experience pain because of love.

Until that pain changed me.

It’s been five years, five long years.

But until now, the hurt and the pain of betrayal is still deep.

I loved him. From the very first moment I laid my eyes on him, I know there will be no one else but him.

We are childhood friends; we cared deeply for each other. Until one day we decided to cross the bridge of friendship and turned into lovers.

I was so happy then.

Our parents being good friends supported us. Even though we were young, they accepted our relationship.

Every day that we are together brings great joy to me.

He’s been the most kind, sweet, thoughtful and loving boyfriend anyone could have.

He is perfect.

I thought our love will always be roses and rainbows.

Yes, we had petty fights but they never last for a day. We almost always immediately made up.

Until one day, he started changing.

Phone calls and text messages became scarce.

Time spent with each other lessen, he suddenly became busy with things that I do not know of.

He became distant and cold. His sweetness all gone.

I tried so hard to understand him. His excuses, his pathetic reasons because I love him so much and I can’t afford to lose him.

I was afraid, terrified even.

 I am so afraid to know why.

So, I decided to turn blind and deaf.

Our friends pitied me.

They wanted me to open my eyes and face the truth that things are not the same anymore. That what we have has changed.

But I can’t.

I swallowed it all in. Those pains and disappointments. I took it all in.

I gave him my all, to the point that I left nothing for myself.

That’s how much I loved him.

I gave it my all until the last drop.

Only to be slapped with cold reality in the face.