Hey you i know you may yet be the sassiest little creature i know but you’re my sassy little creature who sleeps wherever she wants to and hey guess what i miss your sass so freaking much. Can you oh idk sass your way back here from wherever you are because ugh my bed feels so cold tonght and i just want somethig warm to cuddle, specifically, you. Honestly i never thought id lose you so quickly. I’ll never love another the way i loved you. Oha taray mo. May special place churvaness ka pa sa heart ko. Ikaw parin ang original kong darling. It has been more than a year, but look at me, i’m no better than when you left me. Taray ng peg mo mimi parang telenovela lang na nagbreak ang magjowa hahahhaa. Gahhhhdjkwhaksohbenqjhdieihak. I just really, really, really, really, really, really, miss you. Love you, darling.
You would think that
With her head bowed and meek,
It would be hard to make her see—
But in the end, all she needed
Was someone to call out her name.
With her every smile hidden
Far behind the camera
It would be hard to make her laugh—
But all she needed was a joke,
Something preferrably not about her.
Her hands were rough,
As she is tough,
It would be hard to make her love—
But all in all, like all cold hearts,
All she needed was a hand to hold.
When she speaks it’s as if
We’re all too deaf,
But all it took was an ear to whisper into.
When she cries it’s as if
We never cared
But all it took was a smile to pull through
So many had seen her radiance,
Even more had thought themselves unworthy of it—
Even she herself thought she was none of the sort.
What they thought was a life-long quest,
Ended up a stroll in the park.
No one was as brave as he was,
When he decided to look for her in the dark.
But understand, he’s no knight in shining armor—
He’s just a man who truly loves a woman.
napapadalas na masyado yang tanong na yan sakin. ewan ko ba kung bakit lagi nilang iniisip na may problema ako. hindi na ba sila nasanay na lagi akong nakasimangot? sabi nung teacher ko sa esp, lagi daw parang ang layo ng isipan ko sa klase nya. eh natural, religion blah yung nilelesson niya. eh wala naman akong interes dun. lol.
respect my belief and i respect yours :) mejo nakakainis nga lang kasi the way she teaches, she expects that everyone in the class has the same thoughts about religion. by the time this year ends, i will be overflowing with lies. hindi ba mas masama yun? hahaha. pag sinabi ko naman kung ano talaga pinaniniwalaan ko, siyempre itutulak at itutulak niya yung kanya sa akin. and i don’t want that.
so, no, i’m not okay.
Couldnt have said it any better.
I asked him.
"Lost what?" He asked, confused. I dug into my pockets, and showed him a broken bracelet, the very same one I gave him a few months ago.
"You didn’t have to lie, you know. It would’ve been okay. All along I thought you were keeping it safe, and then suddenly I find it on the floor, miraculously, still whole, although broken." I told him. He stared at me, guilt flashing through his eyes.
"I’m sorry." He said.
"I’m not gonna say that it’s okay, because it’s not." I said. "Now, I’m going to give this back to you, because it’s rightfully yours— but the next time I find it on the ground, and you tell me the same thing, I will throw it and our friendship away." And my feelings.
"I promise I won’t lose it again." He said. But what I wanted him to promise was to never lie to me again.
I guess he never treated me the way I treated him. I guess, I was closer to him than he was to me.
I could never understand why
Of all the billion people in the world,
It was you—
You, who stole my heart and tore it into two.
Of all the billion hearts in the world,
Double that to get all the eyes in the world—
I wonder why your pair of eyes
Never dared fall upon me.
One fate, one destiny,
A trillion possibilites—
All unkown, all undrawn.
But still, but still, only you could fill
The hole wherein one of those billion hearts should’ve been.
— Robin Williams (via jasfuckinq)
I remember one time,
Torrents of raindrops were falling.
The wind was screaming,
The sky was weeping.
I was with you and that silly look on your face—
Trying to say sorry ‘cause you forgot to bring my umbrella.
I hugged myself
You hugged yourself.
That was our only warmth.
I was cold. Outside, inside.
You offered me your navy blue jacket.
As an eccedentesiast, I shook my head,
Pretending that I was perfectly fine.
And so you shrugged, and so you were warm—
And so I was shivering with the chill of your heart.
Are you really that dense, to never even sense
The anxiety, the butterflies— in between us, the tense?
I wanted to be warm— but hey, stupid me.
I thought you could be my warmth.
She told me how he
Kissed her wounds
Braided her hair
Brushed his arms beside hers when they walked together
I pretended I never knew—
He used to do all those things with me.
She told me how she said she liked him
And he told her that he liked her too.
What, no cute emoticons, no hearts?
‘Cause that’s exactly how it happened with us.
I pretended I was happy for her—
He used to say all those things to me.
But hey, I never could really blame her.
It wasn’t her fault I didn’t claim him.
I guess I was too slow, to go
To go wherever they are now
I pretended that I never really loved him—
Like how he never truly loved me back.
— Not Guilty – Six Word Story | (j.d.a)
I have always thought I was a sheep,
And you were the wolf I have always been scared of;
Those twitching ears-
Those eyebrows scrunched at my every move.
And so I tried to keep to myself,
Be the little sheep that I assumed I was.
Driven by the herd,
Driven by my instinct,
Driven by my fear-
Driven by the blood coarsing through my veins.
And then he- not you, stepped up;
A howl in perfect pitch.
‘I am the wolf,’ he said,
And I realized there was nothing to be afraid of.
I am a fox, after all.
'The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog'
Only, I wasn’t quick and he wasn’t lazy.
He caught me in his arms- I was falling down, you see,
But he caught me.
He saved me, he saved me-
Told me he was a wolf and I was his fox-
Told me I shouldn’t be scared of a lone wolf’s howl-
Told me he would make sure I was safe-
Safe from the big, bad, fake, lonely wolf.
Side by side, predator and predator,
He took me in as if I was his own.
A fox and a wolf- who would have thought?
Well, better than a wolf and his meal.
it was neither love
nor the tug of the strings of fate
it was more like
a little bit of electromagnetism
pulling together opposite charges
i was blue
he was yellow—
vibrant, shiny, not very mellow
maybe it was fate
maybe it wasn’t—
after all, who believes in luck?
nothing is ever real nowadays
without any scientific evidence—
that’s why i call it electromagnetism.