I think I've been to my lowest. Sa tingin ko, wala ng mas ibababa pa ang buhay ko. Born illegitimately, with no parents on my side to guide me. Yup, nothing could be more lower than this. But I was proven wrong the moment I went to that place. Kung akala ko gamay ko na ang buhay, hindi pa pala. Yung isang rason sa pag-alis ko, makakasalamuha ko rin naman pala sa lugar na yun. At ano ang mababago? Kung malalaman ko ang totoo sa pagtalikod niya sakin, ano ang mababago? Would it change the fact that I've grown fondness to the place and to the person whom I least expected to? At the end of it all, I am certain of one thing. No matter if time repeats itself, I will always, always make that decision again of going back to that time in July.

Will you choose the same destination over and over again, or will you try to take risk and choose a different path to walk on to? Life isn't about how well you live, or how well your life is. It's about how you handle the challenge in this race. Not just for the people around you, but also for yourself. Love isn't about the tingling sensation you feel whenever he's around. It's about the commitment and the will to stick and fight for what you have, even if the butterflies are gone. The willingness to compromise for the person you love. And the willingness to let go for the sake of the person you truly love.