ep 26: mabilis ma-attach, matagal mag move-on pt. 2

Hai ang apalasywil, and this is Will Talks. And welcome. Sa episode 26 Part 2, Mambilismatatch, matagal magbove on, and currently. We are now live here on TikTok. Pero hello, Spotify people. Maraming maraming salamat sa pag-gis stream sa. last episode nga, den, which is in Part 1, episode 26. Um. Grabby Super. Superin nga, katua. Like. Um. We are now top 8, sa top charts ng, ng Philippines, sa Spotify, uh. sa podgas, I mean, pero, sa trending, we are now top 2. So, if you're grads to us, if you're grads to us, and by the way, it's not on TikTok people. This is a sub-only chat. So, you're a subscriber, or only a mga ma-kapag-jad, so please, please do subscribe to this, uh. on TikTok live, and we are currently live in the second account, because my main account got. got banned. Um. I don't know. There are some account banwarming, so quick, quick story for Spotify people who are. who are listening, right? For what? For what? If you want to know what the livestream will talk every day, I try as much as every day. So, here, here, here, here, on TikTok. There, I'll put it in the description. But, this is about. people. who are being released, but who are going to move on? If you're new or have a girlfriend in the last episode, you'll see, there are two, one week, that's when you're going to move on. three months. One week. one week, but when you're moving on, three months. Whoa, and you look. it's beautiful as ever. I miss where that everyday you get. But, here, I'm really excited to read your stories tonight. This is episode 26 Part 2. Grabbe, your stories last time. I have a lot of things to do. My could have been. I want to stay with you. And, Spotify people, TikTok people, I hope you're ready. And thank you for all, for all the people who are following this, this podcast, and this stream right now here on TikTok. Please, do follow this account. And, let's get down. to our first story. ♪ You always left for me when I needed you most ♪ ♪ I'm going to love you, Sarah ♪ ♪ My love, give out ♪ ♪ Let me write down your name ♪ So, this person, Sarah, ♪ Segred ♪ is a very beautiful girl. I'm really okay with that. But, I'm really okay with that. Because, what are you guys doing? I'm just having fun. I'm having fun with my friends. In stories, in shared posts, in posts, and in the other places, it's better. I'm just having fun. Yes, but, it's not a label. It's not a label. Every day, and every night, I remember everything. We've got memories. Coolies. The stars. And the light talks on the top of the light. It's still a bit dark. It's dark. I'm not in this. From someone who used to just reply to stories, I was like, "Lover, come." Then, I realized that my feelings were just like that. As time goes by, I was able to accept my feelings and you were my escort to the world. So, I'm just like that. But, it's like the possibility of the light that's shining. It's like it's shining. But, it's ironic. Because, it's like this. It's just a bit dark. The light talks on the top of the light. It's like the light talks on the top of the light. When I'm in my room, when I'm in my bed, or even in my bed, I'm in my bed. But, what if I'm in my bed? I want to see you. I know everything happens for a reason, but still, I wish I knew the reason why I had to lose someone I wanted to keep forever. If you give in the chance, you will be the greatest love girl. But, what do you think? You will be the greatest babe. But, is it okay to be the best? Because, I know that I'm good. Even if, I'm good. I think I'll be the best. I'll be the best. But, what if I'm the best? Because, what if I'm the best? In the B.A.C. in the T.A.C.A.C.A. I know that the story of this old story is what I'm thinking. I'm thinking that I'm thinking that I'm thinking even if I'm not good. For the things that I've been talking to you. I'm thinking that I'm good. Even if I'm not good. In the B.A.C.A.C.A.C.A.C.A.C.A.C.A. I'll always have this place for you. I mean, But, what I'm thinking about is if you're really good at it, what do you think? I don't even write. I don't write anything. Because, these feelings are not that important. They're feelings. If you have a good bite, then, no, look at me. If you have a good bite, then, you'll just have to be good at it. If you have a good bite, then, you'll just have a good bite. Because, for the longest time, it's not that important. It's that it's that important. If you have a good bite, then, if you have a good bite, then, you'll know it. And now, there's this one that you're just looking at. We're all good. But, if you're feeling normal, but you, you don't know because you're just looking at feelings. You're just a fool. Thank you for all the TikTok people who's subscribing to my livestream. Can everybody repost? Everybody repost this livestream and everybody share. It's your friends. Let's bring back our engagements. Here's the account. Thank you so much, Chels. Thank you so much. Thank you for subscribing. Thank you for the recent subscribe. Thank you so much. [Music] What at time? You know, I have a podcast that I have to share. It's a good idea. I'll show you. Boss, Boss, what are you doing here? We're breaking fast. What are you doing here? You're just looking at this. Grab it. 'Kasian, paggising na paggising, ito pinapak usuali yung mga naging ikinig dito. Pampa antoong nila. Or paggising. Pag nagwawerk. Pag nagaral, pag nagreerimu, pwemiginaagawa. Yung iba paggising, habang nagbiberekfest. Talaga naman. Talaga naman, almo salmong relapse ka. Almo salmong makakarinin kanang. Pindalaya kita kaitin di pagohanda. Uuh! Sus! Love me, even if it is to fill the spaces of love me. Keredoing. Here's our second story. All in your god. Just to fill the spaces in his arms. 'Cause I know that deep in your heart there's a little space for me. I saw it when I looked in your eyes. In your smile. What do you think? I'm just a bit lucky. But I'm just a bit lucky. Close to my heart. 'Cause I know that I'm a bit lucky. Back. Back. And hopefully I'll be able to get it. 'Cause I feel like I'm not that lucky. I'm not that lucky. Here it is. So this person said. Hi, Kuyo-El. But surely I'll be able to get it moving on my process. So here it is. One thing I want to propose is my story with the template. I'm going to profile my story before. Out of curiosity, I'm going to profile. Simple. It's good. It's good. Then just a minute. I'm just following. It's just a little bit. So I'm going to profile my story. That's just a bit. Simple, just a bit. But we'll have a few days to talk. There are many things that I can't say to you. If you see a previous message, you'll see, you'll see, you'll see, you'll see, you'll see, you'll see, you'll see, you'll see, you'll see. I'll see, you'll see, you'll see. But eventually, I'll be able to make sure that the next reply is on the scene zone, the next sweet, the next dry. The next November. The next day, the next day, we'll have a few days. But even though, I'm not completely familiar with it. I'm not sure if it's the same as the first one on February. I was just 3 weeks away from the first one. I was just only 1 year old. I was just 3.5K for my cooking and cooking. I was just wondering if I was able to cook. Even though I'm not sure if it's the same. It's just one day. I was just 1 year old. So, soft lunch. It's a guy in the story. There's no caption, but I can still see the same thing for the first time. I don't have any other things to say, because I'm never going to forget my past. But I'm just a kid. I don't know what I'm going to do. Sa katangahan ko rin 'yo, isarint ako sa dahilan kung bakit ko na pa kawanan ang taong gusto ko. Kung saano na gintot ako sa naram doon ang ko. Kung sana na ksabi ako ng maagak. Pero di ko na goa. Pinili kung manahemig. Paya ka ilangan ko rin tanggapin. Minsan, akala natin may time pa. Akala natin sa if pa. Pag-indi natin si nasabi. Pero sa dolo tayo rin palayon ng muk magmumong mga talo. Pero lesson learned, na hindi lahat ng gusto mo, mako ko hamuk. At minsan ang pagmumahal, ke langan din sabayan ng tapang. Hindi sa pat ng effort kung hindi mo rin kayang iba galaban. Ngayon, tinang gap ko nalang na hindi siya yung para sa'yan. At kung dumating man ulip, yung pagkakata on na may dumating nabago. Sana this time, hindi ko na palampasin. Bakahing ki-ikaw, ang para sa kanya. Hindi dahil kulang ka. Kudhidail sobra ka para sa isang taong hindi marunong tumang gap napo. Oh, there's no need to clarify. I know I have your heart in time. It's just so hard when your light is eye. I just wanna know if you trust me. That will be fine. That will be fine. I know that will be fine. That will be fine. Pagalan palan to? Pagalan palan to, do ba? Maraming salamat nga palan sa mga nagsab sa hindi ngayon. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Ben, puni pangay na kasab. Please subscribe. To this, to this live. Ayantinan natin ko may roomak sa sub na next. Ayant thank you, chill. Shout out, shout out sa yo. Lilans, ayantin. Hello, hello, hello. And welcome to my live. Please repost. Habaka nga koanin mga free subs kanina. Nihemangan akoanin free subs. Kasi ano yun. Inof, inof. Aniyon? Inof, kuyon dati eh. Kasi. Taugdan. Seven day anos yakala no iba. Tuli tului. Kaya. Kaya inof ko siya. Pero ayon. Thank you, thank you, sa mga nagsab sa natin. Mit lang. Magpupos ako sa mga inakaon ko lang nangalayong tayo ayon. Kasi ngayon pa ka kalanilan nandunbarin tayo. Sa mga ko saayon. Kasi hamakayon. Ay, guys. Worker and Deliver. Ditos sa account na to. Sa second account ko. Worker and Deliver in streaming episode 26. Part 2 on spotis. There you go. We're live. We have 1.3K here and there's our main gun. Let's go. Let's go, guys. I wanna know what it's like. It's just a race so the downside. Oh, it's not in post, not in place. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Oh, trust me. Oh, trust me. Ay, ayon. Ma'amin salamat sa mga nakufalo. Sa mga nagsab. Thank you all so, sa mga nagsab. Nanggap sa atin. Ditos. Ditos sa anong. Sa TikTok. Ma'amin wa'amin salamat. It's just so hard on you. Let's go, guys. Let's go, let's go, let's go. What's the story of our second story? Be fine. Be fine. Be fine. Be fine. Be fine. Be fine. Be fine. Be fine. Be fine. All the light of our message. Okay. Thank you all so much for the songs and different. Let me just post them. And we're gonna survive when the music applies. (Music) (Music) Thank you so much, guys. Anyway, here's our third story. Continue reposing and sharing the live. After this, we'll be reliving the mentaio for our relapse live guides a glit. Okay. Let's go. Third story of the night. (Music) ♪ So the downside, if not forever then ♪ ♪ For the night will give me all of your trust ♪ ♪ Me no, there will be fine ♪ ♪ Oh, there's no need to verify ♪ Nga katoa ano. I mean, dina katoaimang storis. Kasimasa sa kachila. Pero nga kato ato da poin na. Grabi. Grabi yung mga lesons. Nano ko ko hana ting? Here's our third story. And let's go continue subscribing to our TikTok live. Subscribe lang kaya. Let's go. So this person said. ♪ How you're happy for again ♪ I will. You see, when I met her, it wasn't even anything grand. Walaang fireworks, walaang cinematic moment. But there was something. Something I couldn't explain. Parang ang tahimig ng mundo, pero. Big lang mayi na na tumating. Shailan. It was like everything inside me recognized her before my mind even had the chance to understand what was happening. Mabilis ako mga attach. Mabilis ako mga hulong. And before I knew it, I was already building a world with her in it. In my head, in my heart, in every quiet hope I had. I m mga simplin plano sa nga mika kain sa weekend. Anong gift ang ibi-biki ko sa birthday niya. Hanggang sa mga malalang bagay. Gaya ng san kami tiya na. Pan ako siya pa pa ka salan. She became my present and I wanted her to be my future. We were on the same boat, but we were very different more so. In compatible, incompatible beings. Pero kaed nga non pinilit ko. Pinilit ko ka sa imahal ko siya. I loved her in the way I knew how. Fully, completely, even if clumsy, minhal ko siya sa para ang alam ko. Sa para anda akala ko sa pat. I believed love could fix things. I believed effort would be enough. I believed we would make it. You didn't mean to hurt me. Or maybe you did. In ways you didn't understand. I kept handing you pieces of me, hoping you'd recognize them. But you just took and took and I let you. Thinking love was supposed to hurt a little. But it kept hurting a lot. I gave her all of me. Lihat ng oras ko, lihat ng lahas ko, lihat ng pwadmamahal ko. Everything I had I placed in her hands. Trusting, hoping. Pero ha mga lumili pa si mga bwan. Kuntiwanti ako nga ngaugos. Parang sinusuguhan ko ngaunin sa habang akumismo yung ngaugos. And I didn't complain. Because love is sacrifice, right? But maybe I forgot that sacrifice shouldn't cause you or your soul. Pero kaigangan, ndiko siinisinisin. Kasi toto. Ming mga aro na masaya kanin. Still, I can't deny there were soft moorlings, half-laft secrets, the kind of silence that felt like safety. For a while we were something, not everything, not forever, but something real enough to miss. And that's what made it so hard. Because for a moment in time, we were real. I saw her in everything. Sabawat kanta. Sabawat lugar na napuntaan namin. Sabawat gabay na tinatawan namin ang pagod ng aro. She was in the little things, in the routines, in the quiet. Pero masakit kasi habang akulum alalim, siapa atras. Mee mga pagkata ang nararamdaman ko ng, hindiin daka mi pareo ng nararamdaman. Pero ako pare yung kapit ng kapit. Ako pareng yung kumakapit sa ala alang tayo. I kept holding on to the version of her that once loved me, even when that version slowly faded. Ang gung sa iniwan yako? Hindi bing lahan. Pero ramdam ko. Kasi minsan, hindi naman keelangan ng salita para malaman mong tapos na. Ramdam mo yan salamit ng yakap sa distance ng tingin, sa katahingik anong dating maingay na puso. Some goodbyes, don't come with words, just absence. I don't hate you. I just wish we had known better. Or maybe I wish I had loved myself enough to know when to stop choosing you over me. And that's where I failed the most. I gave so much of me to her that I forgot to leave some for myself. Because I was so much better. I was so happy to see her. I was just a little bit worried. I was just a little worried. But love, real love, should never mean losing yourself in the process. But in the past, it means that you should never forget. You should never forget. Kasi minsan, loving someone also means knowing when to let go, even when every part of you wants to stay. But for a while, it was nice, wasn't it? Just not enough to stay, because I wasn't the one who will be in your endings. Just someone who I shared my memories with. I was so happy to see you. I was so happy. But when I was 5 years old, I was so happy. I was so happy. A wound that scabs over only to open again with every memory. Every scent, every place we once called ours. But I was so happy to see you. Because for a while, I was so happy to see you. There are days I still look for her in crowds. Sometimes, I still reach for my phone, only to remember if I can still remember. I don't know what's going on. I don't know if you will accept my feelings. But if you are still in this room, I will be happy to see you. I will be happy to see you. Even if I'm not here. And I will be happy to see you. I'm not happy to see you. I'm learning to breathe again without her name in every breath. I'm learning to walk again without tracing the steps we used to take together. Maybe someday, I'll be able to say, I'm okay. And finally, mean it. But until then, I take it one day. At the time. ♪ All the year gone, ♪ just to fill all the spaces in his arms. ♪ 'Cause I know that ♪ Jeping in your heart, ♪ there's a little. I'm learning to breathe again without your breath. Pang ilyan ato, pang ilyan ato? Third. Third palang pala. Patpara ang dami ko ng nabasa. Para na pagdami ko ng nabasa, third lang pala, yung. No? I'll never care. Guys, poitingin ka Jake, we're subscribing. Ayan tinggisamahan ang kasi sab-satin. Meron na time pang 111, nasab. In jampre ito, siyao toad sa yung boss gate. We're live now on Spotify by the way, guys. Deepal live now on Spotify. This is live. And this is recorded. And everything here, we'll deposit it to Spotify as Episode 26 Part 2. Ayan, shoutout to you guys. And tinggisamahan ang kasi sab-satin sa mga nagsisangin ng gifts dito sa TikTok. We have our Pang 111, nasab. Jake, siinokayang Pang 112, we'll live now. Digo na, digo na papagalan. Um, eto na yung. Wai nong muna nantubik ng layo ko si nantubikkui. After nitoong, after. Pwede lang, ii nung mlao, ii nung mlao ang water. Ok, takay, takay bantayan yung feelings niyo. But just for peace of me. And continue, continue reposting and sharing the live, guys. And this is our fourth story. Just to fill the spaces in. So this person said. Good happy naman. Hi, Will Talks. Um, I hope it gets picked or gets aired. We always. We always meet over coffee. It felt innocent. Routine, a simple act. Sitting at our favorite spot on that quiet corner where the light came in just right. But now that I look back, I realize it was never just coffee. It was the beginning of the end. It was where we slowly came undone. Where love began to slip through the cracks of what we once thought was unbreakable. I get attached too easily. I always have. With her, it was no different. From the first cup, I was already imagining forever. I mistook comfort for connection, silence for safety. And in those mornings, across warm mugs, I let myself fall too deep, too fast. We sat across from each other. Holding parsley like we were cradling something delicate. Maybe it was us. Maybe it was the last pieces of whatever we still had left. In the gentle noise of that cafe, in between the clinking spoons and soft music, I gave my heart away in these spoons. Quietly, slowly, completely. Each coffee date became more than just coffee. It became survival, away to pretend. To believe we were still okay. That the silence as we're in heavier, that the glances still held love and not goodbye. I looked at her and kept wondering. Do you still see me the same way? I think she stopped long before I even noticed. She knew before I did. But I was already too deep, too far gone to walk away. I remember the smallest things. The way she stirred sugar into her coffee, even though she always said she preferred it back. The way her eyes drifted to the window whenever the truth sat between us. Those little habits, they were the early warnings. The quiet flags waving, screaming that we were already fading. But I kept holding on. Because I don't know how to let go. Because I always believe that if you love hard enough, it will be enough to make someone stay. It wasn't just coffee. It was the only part of us we had left. Those stolen moments where we still looked like something real. The conversations we never had sat between us. Like steam rising, fleeting, barely thinking. The warmth in our hands never reached our hearts anymore. But I kept showing up. Hoping the next cup might fix what we refuse to name. Do you remember our last time? We sat in silence. Coffee untouched. Words choking both of us. I looked at her and I know this was it. We weren't falling apart in that cafe. We already had. That table just happened to be the place where we finally stopped pretending. No yelling. No dramatic exit. Just her walking away. And me sitting there with everything we were, cold and untouched in front of me. I thought I could fix us. Through routine, through habit. I thought if I kept showing up, if we kept going to the same places, using the same words, maybe we could find our way back to the beginning. But you can't love someone into staying. You can't stir life back into something that's already gone cold. We tried. I know we did. But sometimes love ends not with the bang. But with a slow, quiet drifting. Like the last one from a coffee cup you forgot to drink. One day you wake up and realize it's gone. I get attached quickly. But I stay too long. Even now, I find myself in that same cafe, sitting in the same spot, ordering the same drink, hoping for a different feeling. But it doesn't taste the same anymore. It hasn't for a long time. Because it was never about the coffee. It was about us. And how we tried to say something that was already gone. It was the place where we fell in love too fast. And the place where we slowly, painfully let each other go. You don't lose someone all at once. You lose them in the process. In the things you stop saying. In the smiles that no longer reach the eyes. And that's the kind of heartbreak that stays. The one you carry in the quiet mornings. In half-filled cups. In the places you use to feel home. It's not just hard to move on. It's like trying to wake up from a dream you didn't want to end. Even now, I hold onto echoes. I replay moments. I remember tastes that no longer exist. I love too easily. And I forget too slowly. Because it was never just coffee. It was where I gave too much to so. And where I stayed far too long trying to feel warm again. But hope, like coffee, only stays warm for so long. Comment in the center. I'm not going to drink coffee. I'm just going to drink coffee in the air. I love your story but can you tell me your order in the coffee? So you can enjoy. If you can enjoy. I love your story. But. Man, if I would experience that also. Pass. Pass, boss. ay noo ay makofi lover, insabi mo ay mga yung kanina. Gostunyap black coffee. Pero lemong. Gostong yung lain na yun. Hindi mo siya. Hindi siya na wak. Hindi na wawala yung tao sa yung. mang isang idlab lang. Diba? Nawa wala siya sa poses. Nawa wala siya dun sa mga. mga salita na dating si na sabi niyang ngayon dinin niya si na sabi sa yung. kong dati lagis siya nagay love yung lagis siya nag-good morning, lagis siya nag-good night. Sengayon na babawasan. Kong nati, every time you get a si-adjoke na kakata wa sa kan niya. Or kung gano ka cornito na kakata wa pero nga yun na bubuwisit na siya. Ayon, iritanalang siya sa yung. to yun, toto, ayagri. Hindi, hindi siya na wawala nang isang binglak. Nang isang bang isang sakit. Nandun sila sa mga mumin sa git na. Sa mga bagi na. way, wala nga, kan? Oh, oh, oh, nayan. Anyway, marami salamat sa mga nakwa follow. We're currently 2.2k here on TikTok Live. Can everybody please follow this account? Dito na tayo mag-la-live. Dito na tayo magpupos ng clips. Yung isang account na natin. Pang mga anang lang yan mag-beyeratay mo nga ay. Mga brands na lumapit. Pag-mig mga official. Super, super, super, super. Super official will talks na nid natin ng-it post. Pero. mang mata gala na natin. Eto na account nga ga-mitin natin. Papangalanan ko to na ano e. At will talks again. Ayon ko kong baga hindi. Hindi siya will talks. Ano hindi ko palang siya mo bago. Pero papangalanan ko to ng-will talks again. En marami salamat sa mga naksa sub, nayan. Okay, continue, continue lang yan. Mga naksa sub para mga pag-na-taya. Okay? Anyway, yung coffee story natin. Mga pag-matchan na lang bukas. Oh my god. You believe in miracle. Thank you for the gifts, guys. Thank you for the gifts. Does the moonlight shine on Paris? After the sun goes down. Alam yo. Palung palu kitoong podcast na naman natin. Dibad natin ng credit quest kayo mahaba. Napadcas. Pong 51 minutes na natin yan. 51 minute mark. 51 minute mark na ngayon. Lagpas isang oras toa abotin. So mag-injoy kayo makinig. And thank you sa mga nakkuvalo. Sa mga nagsisayang ng gave satin na natin. Marami marami salamat. In this is our, pang ilang story na natin, guys. Pang ilang story na. Thank you, Kyle, for subscribing. Pang fort, ba? Pang fifth. Pag ilang man natin. Pag ilang natin, though. Yung susunut natin. Pang fifth na. Pang fifth na, kaya. So here's our fifth story. (Music) Why does this have the same intro? But anyway, this person said, I'm the kind of person who falls fast. I always have been. Conting lambing. Conting tala. Conting kindness. And I'm all in. I don't pace myself. I don't test the waters. I dive. Head first. And with her, it was the deepest I've ever gone. I met her at a random gathering. Nothing special. Just a casual meetup with friends. Well, I'm not fireworks. I'm not dramatic entrance. But I remember she laughed at a joke. I wasn't even sure it was funny. And just like that, I was hooked. There was something about her. Maybe it was the way she made everyone feel at ease. Or how she carried herself like the world never got too heavy. I don't even know exactly what it was. All I know is that night, I went home smiling like an idiot. I was really happy. I started texting her, making excuses just to talk, asking if she was free to hang out, offering rides, guys, and not just a lot of things. I found myself thinking about her all the time. What she liked, what made her laugh, how her voice changed when she was tired, and in my mind, I was already building something, a version of us that hadn't even begun. But I guess that was my first mistake, falling in love with the idea of her before even knowing if she wanted me to. We got close. She let me in. I was there when she had bad days, when she had wins, when she was just quiet and needed company. And I took that as a sign. I thought, maybe she's falling too. So I gave more. More of my time. More of my heart. Every gesture, every word I sent her away came with a piece of me. I was soft with her in a way I would never was with anyone else. But she never made promises. She never said the words I wanted to hear. Still, I kept holding on. Convinced that love, my love, was enough to make her stay. She started pulling away slowly. Later it applies, missed hangouts, cold conversations. And I kept brushing it off. Pagod lang sigoro, nga me pinakda da anan, I made excuses for her because admitting the truth was harder than holding on to false hope. And then one day, one day she stopped showing up altogether. No good bye. No explanation. Just silence. And I broke. I didn't just lose a girl. I lost a version of myself I had already tied to her. I had written her into every part of my life. Imagine birthdays, trips, anniversaries, lazy Sundays. She was in all of it. And now, I didn't know how to erase her without erasing parts of me too. I was able to take a look. But I still remember. Long after she left, I was still waking up, hoping she'd message. I was still playing the same songs, revisiting the same place as rereading old chats, looking for something I could hold on to even without her. Every little thing reminded me of her, ascent, a laugh, a quiet evening. And what hurt more was knowing she probably wasn't thinking about me at all. I then did it to her. Stuck in something that never even fully started. Well, she. she had already moved on. She was still angry. She just left her. She just left her. The other day, she was still angry. She was still a bit like her dad. People kept telling me to forget her. To move on, to man up, but they didn't see the way I loved. They didn't know how deep I went. They didn't understand how every version of my day had her in it. Everything felt empty. Some nights, I'd still dream about her. Random moments. Sometimes we'd just be walking. Sometimes laughing. Sometimes just sitting in silence. But in those dreams, she was there. And I'd wake up with that familiar ache in my chest. That heaviness that doesn't scream, but lingers. The kind that stays quiet, but ruins her whole day. And now I still think of her. Not every day, not like before. But in moments, In quiet ones, in the soft spaces between sleep and waking, she's still there. I wish I could say I'm okay, that I have let go completely, but the truth is I'm still learning. Still picking up the pieces I gave away too easily, still trying to unloom someone who never asked to be loved that deeply in the first place. I guess that's the curse of people like me. We give so much so fast and when it ends, we take forever to heal. Not because we're weak, but because we meant it. So yeah, I fall fast, and I break slow, and loving her even if it wasn't returned was real to me. Maybe that's what makes it hurt the most. But one day, maybe not day, not tomorrow, but someday, I'll wake up and it won't hurt anymore. I just hope that when that day comes, I'll still remember her kindly, and I'll finally love myself enough to fall a little slower. [Music] [Music] [Music] You know, these are the things I know, even if you know the feeling, you're not there anywhere, but when you're with me, you can imagine, you're there. Every time, every version of the day that you're here, I swear, I swear I'm not just a sender, I swear I'm really happy when we meet again. I swear, I'm really happy, but when you're with me, you're there. When you're with me, you're there. In this birthday, you're there. And on the day of your plan, you're there, so that you can see the whole thing. Quick question, quiz for the Spotify people. You can comment down your answers. Quiz tie or Spotify people and TikTok people. Question, on the day of your plan together, on the day of your plan, the whole thing together, on the day of your plan. If the London bridge is falling, will anybody hear us sound? Sabini, Sabini Kath, BFFko. Oh my God, man. It's weird that you're still there. Oh, thank you for following me. Thank you for all the people who are following me. Here's the account. We'll go back to our achievements account. This is going to be your account because we're going to be active. Let's see what we have. Right now, on episode 26, part 2, we're going to 892.4K followers. Let's go back to our 1M. Okay. Since what? Check it out. Let's check it out. Let's check out what the Spotify people are doing. So, I'll tell you what topic is going to be. On episode 27, what is the long distance relationship? Check out what I'm doing. But anyway, we're here at our own store. Anyway, let's go to our own store. Let's check it out. The 6th is the best. Right? So, this is the best. The 6th is correct. Okay. So, 2nd to the last. 2nd to the last story. And the last story is our same center. Okay. So, this person said. Hi, you can call me Jing. This is my entry for Mabilism Attach. It's about my first and greatest love. They say this combo is hard to forget. And I can say it's true. Because the communication might have stopped. But my heart remained attached and didn't only for him. We met in 2017. But I'm mid 2025 and still not able to move on. I like to gaslight myself. Into thinking, I only miss the memories made and not him. But who am I kidding? It's been 8 years. And he is still the password to my everything. Heck, I dedicated every speeches, reports, and thesis to him. And I plan to keep doing so. We were on and off for a year, then became long-terms changers since. I couldn't handle being in different religions with different traditions. It broke me. After being told, he's been arranged marriage with a girl. Who is their distant relative? Yes, he's a Muslim. My heart still aches thinking what we talked about for our future was fulfilled. But I, the woman he promised those things to, wasn't the woman he accomplished it was. I am heartbroken for what? Our five kids could have been stuck thinking whether our genes together would look good. Or if he accomplished becoming a doctor, like how I am now a lawyer. I used to think what we had was forever. But reality has its twisted way of waking me up from my delusions. If you were to ask me, yes, I am still single, maybe denial of the fact that he's not coming back. We never had closure, nor did we ever have the chance of talking things through. Isn't it funny? How I plan to be wed to him as soon as I turn 26? I'm now 31, and he's married with two kids with the woman I least expected him to be with. My friend, who introduced me to him? If you were in the same situation as me, I am here for you. Moving on may not be easy, but it's necessary. It may not seem fair to us, but God is good. Even in our toughest times. Loving greetings. Jing. Jing is a bit different. He's a bit different. The one who introduced me to him. Which is your. Maybe you know. And what I'm saying is. Who is the one who is with you? Who is with you? Who is good, Jing? Jing si na good mo. At alam niyo, guys. Kayak sa ako kasi hindi ko bina-basa yung stories. Okay. Frisetime ko rin nababasa to mga stories. Kasama kaya ang ulang mga nababa salangyan yung talabang da nabakong asistan. Si Ali ya, changasimia. Jing si na good mo y? Kas? Oy. Eh, to naman. Eh, to nangin last story natin. Eh, to nga. Eh, to nangin last story, guys. Okay, it's your time. Eto nang time para magsub, para mag repos, para magshare, para magfollow, para maglike. Eto na ang last story ng episod 26 Part 2, Mabilismatachi, matagal magmog on. It's your time. It's your time. It's your time. It's your time. It's your time. Oh. I'm just walking away. Was it something that I said? I'm excited. It's the same time we were talking about. It's our time. Feeling ko. Feeling ko. Feeling ko. Okay. I'll believe when it makes the new me. Time. Does the moonlight shine on pairs, now the sun goes down? Masa ked pa yung socialot, indigo talaga alam. It's my first time reading it also. At indigo napapatakalan. Here is our last story for episode 26 Part 2, Mabilismatachi, matagal magmog on. Wish we could cuddle ties with the morning light. Cause I'll see ko tinatar. You see, I fell in love with her. Not just a little crush. Not just a fling. I fell deeper. Like the kind of love that makes your chest ache. That makes you smile at nothing. That makes you believe in forever. We were an event official. At least not in the way the world calls official. She told me she was single. That she was free. Available. And that she wanted to be with me. For months, I believed her completely. I trusted her with everything I had. My time, my heart, my heart. She was this bright light in my life. The one I thought was meant for me. We spent nights talking about dreams. Laughing until our sides hurt. Sharing secrets, no one else knew. She would send me good morning texts. Call me just to hear my voice. Hold my hand like I was the only one who mattered. She gave me little pieces of herself. The way she smiled. The way she got shy around me. The way she made me feel like I was enough. I was so attached to her will. It happened so fast but felt so real. Like she was my whole world wrapped in one person. I remember the first time she said I like you. It was so casual. Like it was no big deal. But for me, that moment was everything. I wanted to freeze time right there. I wanted to remember that look in her eyes forever. The way they sparkled. Like she was seeing me for who I really was. From that day on, I found myself waiting for every message. Every call, every sign that she was thinking of me. I even started imagining a future. Simple things like Sunday mornings together. Sharing coffee. Laughing at inside jokes only we understood. Every time I saw her, my heart would freeze. I could, I would catch myself staring at her. When she wasn't looking, she made me feel alive again. Like I was important. Like I mattered. Even though we were in. official, she gave me more than anyone ever had. Little surprises. Silly gifts. Stories about her days. She made me feel like I was the only one who knew her. The only one who understood her. But all those beautiful moments were built on a life. One night, out of nowhere, she said something that shattered me in a way I didn't even know what's possible. She told me, I'm not really yours. I was just a little bit more than I thought. I was never really yours. Those words. hit me harder than any fight. Or argument. Ever good. I asked her why she said those things. Why she made me feel all those things even if she didn't mean it. She didn't answer. She just left me there. Holding on to a love that wasn't mine to keep. Turns out, she was already engaged to someone else. Engaged. While she was telling me she was single, while she was making me believe in a future that never existed. She was preparing to marry another man. And I was just a secret. A comfort. A maybe when it suited her. I remember the night I found out. I was scrolling through social media when I saw a picture of her smiling so happily next to another man. That the man she was going to marry. My stomach dropped. I felt like the air was sucked out of the room. How could she? How could she live two lives at once? How could she smile at me and plan up a future with someone else? I called her. My voice shaking. Trying to understand. She told me that she never wanted to hurt me. That things were complicated. But those words didn't help. They only made the pain worse. Because for months, I gave her everything. My trust, my heart, my time. I loved her like she was my. How do you agree? How do you explain to someone that you have been attached so deeply to a person who wasn't even yours? That every memory you have is now just a cruel reminder of what could never be. How do you move on when the person you loved gave you so many reasons to stay? Every little thing now reminds me of her. The scent of her perfume, the songs she loved. Even the way the sun sets at the time we used to talk, I'm stuck. I'm attached to someone who's already gone. Someone who's about to start a new life without me. Some nights, I still hear her voice in my head, calling me, laughing. I wake up hoping it was just a dream. The chill's still there. And the silence hits and they remember the truth. She's with someone else. And I'm here, left holding pieces of a love that was never mine. It's hardwill, it's so damn hard. I don't know how to stop loving someone who's already gone. I don't know how to heal from something that wasn't real but felt more real than anything else in my life. I'm stuck in this place between love and heartbreak, between hope and realities. I keep asking myself what I did wrong. Was I not enough? Did she never really want me? Was I just a convenience, something to fill the loneliness before she walked down the aisle with someone else? These questions haunt me every day. And the worst part is. She left me with memories and feelings that won't just disappear. So hard will we even get far away to find? You can pause because the last one is still in my room. But you can still see the room when you're awake. Oy! Mga mga yung mga dahulan. Ang dito na kami? Kaya to na dolo. Okay, kelma. Was I not enough? Was I just a convenient something to fill the loneliness before she walked down the aisle with someone else? These questions hunt me every day. And the worst part is, she left me with memories and feelings that won't just disappear They cling to me, like shadows I can't shake off. The attachment is so strong that every step forward feels like two steps back. Every time I try to let go, my heart pulls me right back in. I don't have the answers yet Will. I don't know how to move on from this, but maybe telling this story is the first step. Maybe letting the pain out will make it a little lighter. For now, I'm just trying to survive. Day by day, moment by moment, holding on to the hope that someday, somehow, I'll find peace again. But for now, I'm just a guy who loved too hard, who believed in the love that was never really his. That's it for tonight. I'm just going to do the final round. J, fort, na video Men Mayro impapa bang i site Nagtpara me10 Nintawong Denjan lagi sa tabimu Maksisi mo lanapal na nambuhay ka sa ama ibang tao Sinagot nyo na naman nangkong nasalahat ng plano nyo Sa lahat ng plano mo Sinoyong kasaman yan bumu mo nito Yon anyway That's our episode 26 Mabelis mataach Matagal magbuhuwan Thank you for all the people who streamed For all the TikTok people and Spotify people Naba ba hing nako Pero thank you And by the way, so mayn dimaikilalasahain For people who are listening to this talk to this show for the first time Hi, I'm Will And this is Will Talks Here we are raw, we are unfiltered We say what we want to say If it hurts, it hurts, we don't have to pretend And Nagtmarong Will Talks I'll do my best to make you feel Namaeron kong kasamanahing di kanagi isa And thank you for listening Thank you for streaming For the TikTok people magriiri liveo Mangriiri live liveo, okay? Baba wii nating in the Geegemens Account na toos o' everyone, please follow this account Pretty pretty please Thank you so much And that has been episode 26 And I hope to see you on the next episode Kong nakinin ka yokanina Kong nakinin ka yung buok Alam yun na, kong ano ang episode 27 Will come home everyone And all of the light we're missing Will thanks to the sunsing