I attended a wedding in Taal Vista, Tagaytay yesterday.
Yes. Tagaytay + Taal Vista + Wedding. This is really not a good combination.
It was one of the most painful day I have to ever endure. Memories just kept flowing like waterfalls on a rainy day.
What made it even more difficult is the fact that I might not be able to see myself having a wedding of my own.
I’m not even sure if I believe in marriage.
I believe that two people can decide to be together until the day they’re separated by death, but they should not be bounded by a contract that takes too much of a hassle to get out of in case they wouldn’t want to stay with each other anymore.
I believed that two people must be bounded by love.
Love. I don’t even know what that is anymore.