
when we’re in a relationship, we’re taking a course about our partner.
for the most part, i think i did my part. learning about him, his likes and dislikes, his family, his past. but i don’t think he never did his part. he does know things about me, but only stuffs that are on the surface.
i did LOTS of caving in, backing down. but he never did. he never learnt to compromise. and it turns out that i’m thankful for it.
in my past relationships, i learnt about my partners more than just what he shared. we made a bond that’s more than just romanticism, but rather personal and intimate. i learnt about their hobbies, their friends (even hung out with few of them), their taste in music, their fears, their dreams. and so did they. they learnt about my likings, listened to my musics, tried to read my books (or at least let me recited them). they tried to do things that i enjoy.
but him… he never did that.
and i’m thankful for it.
thanks for saying that the musician that i like had no talent.
that it’s boring to go to museums.
that i couldn’t hang out with my friends.
for viciously killing my ideas.
thanks for making it easier for me.
because unlike the others, i don’t lose a friend. because i never got a friend in you.

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