One thing, I don’t think I am capable of fully hating someone.

It may sound odd, I have had my share of heartache, but somehow the love I have or had for that person tells me that I made the right decision for including him in my life story, no matter what the outcome was.

I can feel angry at a person for years but when I it all boils down to hate, I am fully incapable of it.

There is this saying, I forgot the author but he/she says “The choice may have been a mistake but the choosing was not”.

Deep inside me, I knew I chose that person for a reason. A reason bigger than what I know and can fully grasp. A reason, I am sure, the ever seeing God can only understand.

Probably, he was put there for a purpose, to love for everything that I am, I really don’t know. Somehow, as the years go by, and the pain doesn’t sting that much, you admit to yourself that hey, you are indeed capable of such a great selfless love --- and you know, deep inside of you, that there is something better out there that deserves the same kind of adoration you once felt for this man, and this time, it can only get better.