Second Chance

Remember that second chance is not a ticket to commit another mistake. It's a ticket for you to realize your mistake, learn from it and be a better person because that is what your partner deserves.

Last night, since I had no exam to study for, I decided to watch ABS-CBNs "Maalaala Mo Kaya". It's a love story by Karla and Gio portrayed by Bela Padilla and JC Santos. In short, the story goes like this: They're like lovers for 8 years and the guy cheated on the girl then they broke up. The girl got hurt so bad. The guy did everything to win the girl back and to seek her forgiveness and eventually the girl gave him a second chance.

Do cheaters deserve a second chance?

I read some reviews in facebook. I've seen comments like "once a cheater is always a cheater", "if he truly loves her, why did he cheat in the first place", etc. 

Me, to be honest, I am a bit triggered or more or less cranky on that episode. Dahil ba nakarelate ako?

Sort of, yes. This is the first time I mention this on my blog. I had a boyfriend for 2 years. Supposed to be we were sort of happy but he cheated on me. Actually, not the usual cheating like the drama like there's a third party. He made a huge lie to me. The trust was broken and then we broke up. He did efforts to win me back but I became stone-hearted. I made my stand and I never restored our relationship because of the broken trust. Our spark was gone as well.

Back to Gio and Karla's love story, well for me, Karla is not wrong. I think Karla loves Gio so much that she handled to give him a second chance. Any person deserves a second chance whether he is a cheater, a f*ckboy or whatsoever as long as he is already true to his word and will never do the same mistake again. I still believe on change. If you truly love your partner like what Karla does, you have the courage to forgive and rather grant the second chance. But if he cheats again, oh well, there's no such thing as third chance anymore. It means that he is truly a f*ckboy and doesn't deserve you hahahaha. Oh well.

How about me? I obtained no courage to give him the second chance. My feelings are gone already. I believe there's a purpose. Maybe he's not really the one.

Anyway, I love how Bela Padilla and JC Santos portrayed their story. They are indeed great actors.

I got the lead of this post from the real Karla's profile. I was really curious that I searched her profile after watching MMK. Indeed, mistakes are to be learned and to be a better person.

Somebody is waiting for me

I think this is not an appropriate time to talk about Mr.Right. This is not yet the right time for commitment. I still have other priorities-- studies and ambition. I admit that I am not yet psychologically ready though I'm already in the proper age. There are times that I still act childish though. Above all, I am not yet permitted by my parents to do so. I should retain their trust because they know what is right for me.

Yet time will come that I'll be granted the right time for that. I know that God reserves someone for me. And I know that someone is waiting for me.

I am not really choosy when it comes to appearance and social status. What I search is true love. Whoever he
is, I want someone who loves me who and what I really am despite of my imperfections. I want him to understand what's really me.

I also want someone to go with my
ambitions. I will be a doctor and I know it really takes patience. He really loves me if he can wait and support my legacy on serving others.

Lastly, I want someone who is really loyal. I want him to choose me alone. Beware, I will be really that possessive. I will be only his and he will only be mine.

Hey, whoever you are, wait for me. I hope you just read this post.

Guitar

I got used to be in the world of duskiness and haste. My eyes remained closed in an open space. I shed all deplumes and conceived my inflictions. There came to a point that I never opened my soul to any hope at all. I believe that I’ll be in this lieu forever.

Suddenly I took heed at the strum of the guitar. My ears were well-pleased upon receiving that beautiful voice. Instead of penetrating my brain, it went directly to my heart. Its frets move as if it whimpers my soul with extreme happiness I ever needed. The music it made opened a bright light that illuminates the empty space and made my eyes open. Its melody tossed of the inflictions which made me bring into darkness. The harmony changed my mind from ambiguity to clarity. The tempo brought the hue that completes my contentment. Then the tone reconstructed my heart from pieces.

Then the guitar brought me to another game. I learned how to fall in love. My heart yearned for the music it made. I followed it wherever it is. I felt so perfect upon hearing its music. Time has passed my soul eventually opened the hope that I wished for.

Yet, the guitar turned into green. I already knew that its music isn’t for me. I felt another pain upon my unsuccessful expectations. I forced to close my ears for it tolerates my disappointment. I was even urged to ruin it for everything to stop. Still I realized that I cannot live without it. Though it’s not intended for me, I still followed the music. I didn’t even care at all as long as it’s always with me.

Time has passed its strum sounded lower and lower until it disappeared. The guitar departed without any prior knowledge of my feelings. Now, I remember what it looks like but I didn’t remember any piece of its sound anymore. I wondered if I could hear the same way again. Will that remarkable instrument be in my arms again? It has been twelve-month since the first time it came to my life. I must be grateful for its change it brought to me. I don’t know what destiny brings for us but still I’m happy I have such an instrument that brings the true resemblance in me.