the breakup

i don't know how to break this to you.

it's been a sweet ride.

first time i saw you,

you instantly caught my eye.

reserved in nature,

with hints of raciness.

your silhouette, your form.

and your name.

i've always loved names with

uncommon letters like "x" or "q".

in your case, you had a "z"

i fell in love.

we soon fell into a deep relationship.

i wont say you were with me all the time,

but you were there when i needed you.

those cold mornings.

those equally tiresome nights

in up, around the fort.

sometimes we'd fool around makati.

you were my first time.

you were with me the whole time before that.

and when we finally did it,

you took me every step of the way.

you never gave up, and neither did i.

but recently i've noticed, that,

you're starting to give me a bad fit.

i think you've outgrown me.

you feel a little bigger than before.

i've tried to remedy that.

i've looked for solutions that would help.

things would be ok for a while,

then it would be worse than it was before.

now, its just really painful.

whenever you hurt me,

i just imagine the pain is not there.

you know this will really hurt me,

as much as it will hurt you.

but i think that we should move on.

i can never get rid of you,

but i don't think we can have

the relationship we had before.

expect that we may spend less

time together. sorry.

we had the best times together,

but we should always do,

what you and i are supposed to do.

what were designed to do.

go forward.