I cannot tell who I really am for fear of hurting the past.

My dreams began when my past was shattered. All it took was fate, and a little bit of luck.

It all began with a chance. An odd meeting between two individuals who were connected by a common friend. With time, feelings blossomed, and no matter how much I tried to contain myself. I kept telling my inner self, you are attached. No matter what, you are attached and you are not supposed to have feelings for another.

But I did.

No matter how much I tried avoiding, I could not stop thinking of the possibilties of a future. I could not stop to talking him. Most importantly, I could not stop missing him.

It is important to note that; one; I sincerely did try to get over my feelings. Could it be just a passing phase? Could it be just because I was bored with my current because we have been together for so long? So I decided to wait it out. I hoped it will pass. and two; I was totally honest and faithful. I never did cheat on either party. I was just confused. I rode out the wave of confusion with an armful of lovely friends, whom, guiltlessly guided me to the "supposed right path".

Yet I went astray.

It came to a standpoint where I was with him, but I wished I was with the other. Even then, I never wanted to acknowledge that. Because at that point, it seemed that my current relationship (at that point of time) should be 'the one'. It all makes sense at that time. 6 years of courtship, the next step is ready and waiting to be gotten and done over with.

Except that, that didn't exactly happen.

I knew he could give me the house, the ring, the works... but it didnt seem right. Not even after 6 years of courtship. I am not going to dwell on what were the shortcomings, but the reason was as simple as the need to feel emotionally secure and safe, and no matter what happens, I will have full support.

In the end, I left because I made the decision to be happy. It is just as simple as that.