Second Chances

Someone once said that you should fall in love only when you’re ready, never when you’re lonely. Somehow I forgot that advice and fell in love with a lonely man who I thought was my second chance at love.

I laid down my heart and felt the love, but I was a fool, because I was the only one who felt it. By the time I realized it was over, I was dead inside and my world fell apart. 

The days became endless struggles to survive and forget, but the nights betrayed me, and the tears didn’t stop.

Yes, I healed, but it took time to recover and gather the pieces of what remained of my heart. When finally I was strong again, healed, and happy being single, I promised myself that never again will I let myself be hurt by a lonely man masquerading to be prince charming.

Who needs the prince charming that turns into an ugly frog at the slight twist of surprise?

Or maybe he was really an ugly frog from the beginning and I was just too blind to see. That was yesterday, something that I’ve already left behind.

And I know now, he really wasn’t my second chance, but a way for me to get to know what second chances really mean and why I deserve to have it.

The future is my imperfect man, who is ready for me, and will love me as much as I love him, and will make my world maybe not as perfect but happily complete.

And this will be my celebration for the real second chance. (Mei Magsino)