Was I Loved? Or Was I Taken for Granted?

 I felt I was loved when:

..even after a very long tiring day, you would still call and talk to me until you fall asleep.

..i check my phone and your name appears in the list of unread messages or missed calls

..you get so worried when I take a cab, when I skip my meals or did not eat on time, or when I get sick.

..you remember the last time we saw each other and every detail of it (i.e. clothes/perfiume I wore, the places we went to, food we ate, last movie we saw together, etc.)

..you’ll drop me an e-mail, just to say you miss me..

..even if its out of your way, you’ll pick me up just to see me

..every minute with me matters to you

..even how hard you try not to see or talk to me, you just cant resist it

..i see your proud face while introducing me to your family and relatives

..your prepaid load get used up, but still you go out of your way in the middle of the night just to be able to respond.

..consult me with every major decision you make

..trust me

..you help without any hesitation

..you call me not only when you’re sad, but also to share  your happiness with me.

..you get really jealous

..all you wished for is for me to get only what I deserve

I felt I was taken for granted when:

..even after several text messages, I get no response

..you lied to me

..you hid the truth to me

..you were not able to stand up for what you truly feel

..you doubted how I truly feel

..refuse to face difficult circumstances

..you were afraid to take the risk

..you broke your promises

..you never gave me an assurance

.. you let me keep waiting for nothing

..you left me all alone in my sadness.

Yes, I felt both. At that time I was really in excruciating pain. I was loved yet I was taken for granted. How confusing can it be? 

But then again, I realized that all of us are capable of doing this to other people and like those who took us for granted, we are not aware when doing it. We don’t intend to hurt other people but in one way or another, we do.

In some point in time I have took someone for granted as well. So who am I to persecute them? I am just like them. That’s the reason why I still do good things for those who did me wrong. That’s the reason why I forgive them. And trust me it feels a lot better to just accept everything: learn to forgive and love again.