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I just want to share why I really love this fic, I can totally relate as writing a song is easy once it is devoted for someone special. I wrote a song twice for two girls that I had feelings for. (at different times of course! i& #39;m not a two timer ksjdkdj) + https://twitter.com/hausofbora/status/1380565268296966146">https://twitter.com/hausofbor...
I was in jhs when I wrote a song for this 3 year crush I have, it was a song of confession bc my weak ass can& #39;t, I wrote it for one night, idk how but I just strummed a chord, then got followed with a melody in my brain and what i felt in my heart was just translated to words
she was the first crush I& #39;ve ever had but things didn& #39;t ended up well, but it& #39;s okay tho, loving her was worth it, seeing that smile, and being happy on my own little world and fantasies was worth the 3 year one sided love pain at the end.
Fast forward when I got to shs, we got a music project, to write an original song, this time, it was a song for acceptance. Acceptance that we can& #39;t be for each other anymore. It was titled "Kaso" the chorus goes, "kaso hindi pala pwede, ikaw at ako hindi magiging tayo.."
it was an upbeat with sad lyrics tho hahahaha and like last time I only wrote it in one night, strummed a chord followed by another one then lyrics was just memories and what I wanted to say at the back of my heart and mind. But this time I never did confessed to that girl
Or maybe she knew already, and I know confessing won& #39;t end up to well, I totally relate to the character of Momo being scared, that things would change and instead of dating and fking, i was in between lovers and friendship. I did things beyond what friends normally does
It& #39;s my way of showing her that I truly love her, but still, i was scared, I once planned out this event where I& #39;ll propose, so i made a box with effort, it has chocolates, a perfume and a letter, i planned to buy flowers the morning before I walk to school
My friends knew this planned but, I chickened out at the last minute, and the box is still here at the bottom of my closet waiting to be given to someone. Or i guess it& #39;s not meant to be given anymore. I didn& #39;t confessed because I knew I& #39;m still wasn& #39;t my best
I was thinking that time, I wanted to become a better person to be able to give her the best she deserves. Who knows, maybe in another world, I was able to jump into the crowd and confessed to her while singing the song I wrote for her.
But i& #39;m happy that we are still friends right now. No awkward things, and no more feelings on my side, just happiness that I was able to meet a woman that was as great as her. I want to thank the author for this great fic! really gave me a trip to memory lane while reading 
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