I don’t know if I’m hurting. I don’t know if I need to move on. Am I okay now? Or am I just ignoring the pain? I seriously do not know anymore. It’s been three weeks since Vince and I ended our two-year relationship. Honestly, I was expecting the breakup to happen after a year. Maybe this is why I’m feeling at ease with what happened. Vince and I were in a long-distance relationship. I’m from Laguna, and he’s in Cebu. We met through an online community, each running our own online groups—mine was gaming, and his was a different genre. He joined my group, we talked almost every day, and that was the start of our love story. Our relationship was simple. It wasn’t toxic. We didn’t fight at all in those two years together. I visited him in Cebu every quarter. Honestly, I would never have set foot in Cebu if it weren’t for Vince, lol. We made memories together when we were together and even when we were apart. But as...
