I hacked into someone's Facebook account and viewed my ex's profile. Looks to me that she is now in a relationship.
Good for her.
I'll let you in on a secret. I am somehow disappointed that I was already replaced in less than a month. Well I don't really know how many days exactly but I did the math, in which I took into massive consideration the relativity of our emotions.
Okay, I'm gonna say it again here. I "found" her via FB during the time when she and her former bf were uncertain about their relationship. She was fragile, so vulnerable that I had a hard time picking up the pieces of what's left of her. But one thing I did not do was to take advantage of her.
I waited for several months, prolly four months, before revealing to her my feelings. I made sure that she wouldn't think that her possible feelings for me were out of the fact that I was the one who was making her happy during her "hurting" moments. I did things that were of context. My methods were by the books.
She's one of the special girls that I fell in love with. However, even though she maybe is the perfect girl for me, I still calculated my moves. I thought of hundreds of what ifs. I wasn't sure about "us" but I took a stab at it.
Four months into our "official" relationship, she had to leave me so that she could work in the capital. A few weeks there and she obtained, [obtained? whatever] , an admirer.
I guess I should have seen it coming.
That admirer is now her boyfriend. Fortunately for him, the pieces that was left of her after our relationship wasn't so hard to complete because she laid it out for him.
Now this is what's bothering me; why did they go into that level of their relationship when they barely knew each other? I mean, yes, they work together for a couple months; probably dated a few times; but that isn't really reason for leveling up a relationship, is it?
I mean, we're Filipinos. I am almost sure that the tradition of courtship is still there.
Whatever.
Both of them may actually deserve each other. One smelled blood and went after it while she's vulnerable. The other wasn't able to respect herself that she didn't give time to think about her emotions, but rather indulge into it.
I've been wanting to write my rant but I can't seem to organize my ideas until now.
Good luck to them.
I was bitter before I wrote this. Now, the feeling is gone.