PAIN.

Loving. Intelligent. Thoughtful. Brave. Caring. Kind. Humble. Music-inclined. Respectful. Sports-inclined. A REAL MAN.

I always use those words to describe him. I idolize him for everything, and he's the best guy I've ever known besides my dad.  

 It's been years when I met him. Within those years, we had so much memories. Memories that are full of happiness. Memories worth remembering. We used to go to far places. We used to jam. He sings for me. And, I will never forget the time he sang "Your Love", that was the time I told myself, "Yes. He's so great. He's the one." He used to play the guitar while I'm the one singing that song. He taught me how to play the guitar. I adore him so much because he's so good in playing the musical instruments. He can play everything; piano, guitar, drums, beatbox, and many more. 

But, one day, he left. I had no idea why he left.  I had no choice but to cry. He left me wondering why all of a sudden he left. I don't know why he left my auntie, he left so many words unspoken. Not even a single goodbye reached us. I was badly hurt by his decision, by his decision of leaving my aunt whom he promised he'll be spending his forever with. 

Years had passed, a news reached us; he already has his family. He left my aunt hoping someday he'll come back because he promised her that he'll  always be by her side, just trust him. But now, where is he? There he was enjoying life while my aunt was left broken, torn by the memories of him.

I was wrong, he was not the one for my aunt. He should not be idolized. He left me alone singing that song.

Loving. Intelligent. Thoughtful. Brave. Caring. Kind. Humble. Music-inclined. Respectful. Sports-inclined. But no, not a real man anymore.