The Traveling Heels

The One That Got Away = A Case of Bad Timing

It’s my last night in Hong Kong and I still can’t sleep even after meeting with various suppliers the whole day and packing up my stuff for the trip back home. I’m excited to show everyone what I have in store for Catwalk Cosmetics this Christmas. It’s been a while since I felt inspired again to develop and improve the brand that I created. I think I have commitment issues; whether it’s work or love related. Haha! But this time, for sure, I’m going to dedicate all my time to my cosmetic line. No hot papa or 6 pack abs can distract me now. HAHA! But despite this happy feeling right now, I still can’t shrug off the thought of one person.. The one that got away.

For the longest time, I’ve been waiting for him to come back. But somewhere along the way, I realized, that’s not going to happen. And I’ve learned to accept it day after day, even if I knew that we’re still secretly in love with one another. But life has to move on; and so do we. I guess I got tired of waiting because he never asked me to stay. I grew weary of empty promises and having my high hopes crushed. I want to show him what he’d be missing out on since he didn’t fight for me. He’d be missing a lot.. And so would I. We’d be missing a chance in knowing how we would have been like if we had the guts to step out into the world beside one another.

I guess it had to happen this way; I let my pride get the best of me so here I am, still regretful of my actions 2 years ago. Or should I say, no-action like pretending to be deadma. (not giving a damn) I thought that it would be easy to get over by keeping myself pre-occupied with a lot of things and acting like my usual glee self. But because of recent events that caught me off guard, I stepped down from my so-called pedestal/ 6inch heels a.k.a my pride. Right then and there I knew that he meant so much more to me than just a mere person who “got away”. And I’m pretty sure after what happened, he realized that too. This doesn’t make any sense but someday, hopefully, it will when I get the chance to write about this without being cryptic.

Isn’t it a shame, when the timing is all wrong; what you want is right in front of you but there’s something preventing you from getting it? Well, I’m a strong believer of fate. I believe that if two people are meant to be, they will cross paths again… Which leaves me wondering, whether in another life we’d be together or one of us will wake up tomorrow and realize that we were complete idiots for letting it all slip away. Either way, I don’t regret anything that happened even if it hurts. I read somewhere that pain is temporary, but the connections we make, they last forever and change our lives in ways we’re not even aware of.

Maybe I’m starting to realize that we’re simply a case of bad timing. How it started, what happened it between and how it’s ending right now.. Everything is bad timing. Can you imagine, 2 YEARS? Hay, Caramba! My friends say it’s like a never ending soap opera. But like I said, it’s time to let the credits roll and move on. Hopefully, there’s no director’s cut for this season.

Wow, I re-read my random ramblings and realized how emo this post is. No more blogging past 3am for me. Haha! By the way, thanks to everyone who dropped by CCOO during our meet & greet. Can’t wait for December 15 / Bloggers United 4!!! ;)