People disappoint you.
It's this realization that keeps on hitting me lately. Sometimes, when you stretch your hands out to other people, they tend to take it for granted. It's sad and depressing. The logic is just pretty hopeless. I wonder how some people do it. I wonder how they manage to betray a person who basically saved their whole life. Haven't they ever heard of the word honor? How about integrity? Where's their sense of gratitude. This is beyond depressing. What is wrong with humanity?
Friday, March 13, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Being lost in a dream
You fool yourself over and over again. Constantly telling yourself that you're over that phase of your life. Constantly trying to forget about the memories, the laughter, the love, the pain. You pretend every waking morning that you're happy. And you pretend every lonely night that you're not lonely. But the truth is, deep down inside you, you know all your efforts are worthless. Because the truth is, moving on is a tricky thing. The moment you see something that reminds you of that certain phase of your life, everything comes back. The love, the laughter, the moments, the memories, and the pain. At the end of the day, you realize.. that those memories, whether you like it or not, are the ones that keeps you alive. They're the ones that keeps you hopeful. And whether you admit it or not, they are the ones that makes you go on in this silly beautiful phase called life.
Butterflies
Sometimes, there are people who's going to barge into your life. Without any sign, without any permission, without any warning. They will create memories, whether it's good or bad. They will make you experience. They will make you learn. They will make you hope. They will make you happy. And they will make you sad. And sometimes, even if you have nothing to hope for, when there's nothing to be happy with, when all you can be is sad, you smile. Because despite everything, through high heavens and hell water, you've experienced how it is to be a butterfly who just came out of her cocoon.. Even if you have accidentally let go of it. Because sometimes, the only way to learn is to get hurt. And you know what, that's all you need to move forward. Happy memories and an optimistic view, that someday.. in the future, the butterfly will come back in your life again.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Indescribable.
The course of true love never did run smooth.
- Shakespeare; A Mid-Summer Night's dream.
He was poor back then.
With nothing to be proud of and nothing to show to the world.
She was the social butterfly. The all around school queen.
The epitome of grace and elegance.
With just a smile.. A small case of love at first sight.
Like the "every other people faded out when I first saw him" kind of thing..
10 years of courtship.. Just like William Shakespeare's masterpieces, true love broke out. And 19th years later, after every crisis, every struggle, every problems, every distance, every lost, every down times, every hurtful words, every hopeless times, every pain, every frailties.. Together they fought for what is real.
It's amazing how 19 years of marriage later, nothing has changed between them. Infact, it's a love much more stronger, much more deeper, much more rare to find. They've stood through almost everything. An unrequited love, lost of a child, ten thousand five hundred sixty two kilometers distance, unreasonable jealousy.. and trust me, a lot more. I don't think I can ever find a love as pure, as true, as deep as theirs.
The course of true love never did run smooth. Indeed. Just looking at my parents, it gives me enough reason to believe in love. They may not be talking or holding hands, but their eyes speaks volumes other people can't hear. Their love is more of unspoken words, and soul-wrenching stares. He compliments her personality, and so does she. I just can't imagine them both without each other.
It's sweet that even after 19 years, they still manage to hold hands in public. Celebrate anniversaries, fetch each other from respective commitments, have Saturday breakfasts alone (without us kids, yea.. we're still sleeping. Ha ha), surprise each other.. Basically, it's just simply amazing how they can still be indescribable after 19 years.
.. I'm just really ecstatic for the both of them. I'm blessed cause you know why? No storm can ever keep them apart. No distance can ever break the bond and nothing, absolutely nothing can ever break their love down.
Happy nineteenth anniversary mom and dad. I love you both so much.
- Shakespeare; A Mid-Summer Night's dream.
He was poor back then.
With nothing to be proud of and nothing to show to the world.
She was the social butterfly. The all around school queen.
The epitome of grace and elegance.
With just a smile.. A small case of love at first sight.
Like the "every other people faded out when I first saw him" kind of thing..
10 years of courtship.. Just like William Shakespeare's masterpieces, true love broke out. And 19th years later, after every crisis, every struggle, every problems, every distance, every lost, every down times, every hurtful words, every hopeless times, every pain, every frailties.. Together they fought for what is real.
It's amazing how 19 years of marriage later, nothing has changed between them. Infact, it's a love much more stronger, much more deeper, much more rare to find. They've stood through almost everything. An unrequited love, lost of a child, ten thousand five hundred sixty two kilometers distance, unreasonable jealousy.. and trust me, a lot more. I don't think I can ever find a love as pure, as true, as deep as theirs.
The course of true love never did run smooth. Indeed. Just looking at my parents, it gives me enough reason to believe in love. They may not be talking or holding hands, but their eyes speaks volumes other people can't hear. Their love is more of unspoken words, and soul-wrenching stares. He compliments her personality, and so does she. I just can't imagine them both without each other.
It's sweet that even after 19 years, they still manage to hold hands in public. Celebrate anniversaries, fetch each other from respective commitments, have Saturday breakfasts alone (without us kids, yea.. we're still sleeping. Ha ha), surprise each other.. Basically, it's just simply amazing how they can still be indescribable after 19 years.
.. I'm just really ecstatic for the both of them. I'm blessed cause you know why? No storm can ever keep them apart. No distance can ever break the bond and nothing, absolutely nothing can ever break their love down.
Happy nineteenth anniversary mom and dad. I love you both so much.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Make it right.
And I almost had you. But I guess that doesn't cut it. Almost had you and I didn't even know it.
- Almost by Bowling for soup.
Regrets. Everyone has one. Everyone has a tiny little secret, protected and kept safe. If I say that my name is regret, would you believe me? It is. Or at the very least, it used to. It used to be my identity. I breathe regret. Every waking moment of my life is made out of blaming someone. The moment I enter a room, You'd think I'm a decent, good girl but the truth is, I'm a rebel. A chaos waiting to happen. Yes, I used to feel that way.
Until one day, I grew tired of it and sucked every pain up. Yes, It hurted. I remember isolating myself from my family, from my friends. I remember asking everyone I know to let me be for awhile. I remember swallowing my sobs at night, stopping forcing-ly myself from going back to my old "blame-someone else" sickness. It's like bulimia, only it's much more worst. It's a soul eating - "watching-yourself-die" feeling. I remember trying to escape, questioning my sanity.. until one day, everything's just a little too much.
If there's something I learned about regrets, It's about swallowing every pride you have up and opening to another person. Yes, it sucks that how they view you as a person might change but always remember that it's how you view yourself as a person that's important. It's you who looks yourself at the mirror everyday, not them. It's you who deals with your soul. So, if there's a this thing I can share with based on my experience, it's that don't let your regrets eat your life. Cause one little mistake, isn't that much compared to your soul.
Deal with it, and move on. God created us a world for a reason. He gave us a room for mistakes by giving us people to deal with. He made it possible for us to grow more. Remember, Every time we wander on that big battle field we call life, all we really have is our soul.
- Almost by Bowling for soup.
Regrets. Everyone has one. Everyone has a tiny little secret, protected and kept safe. If I say that my name is regret, would you believe me? It is. Or at the very least, it used to. It used to be my identity. I breathe regret. Every waking moment of my life is made out of blaming someone. The moment I enter a room, You'd think I'm a decent, good girl but the truth is, I'm a rebel. A chaos waiting to happen. Yes, I used to feel that way.
Until one day, I grew tired of it and sucked every pain up. Yes, It hurted. I remember isolating myself from my family, from my friends. I remember asking everyone I know to let me be for awhile. I remember swallowing my sobs at night, stopping forcing-ly myself from going back to my old "blame-someone else" sickness. It's like bulimia, only it's much more worst. It's a soul eating - "watching-yourself-die" feeling. I remember trying to escape, questioning my sanity.. until one day, everything's just a little too much.
If there's something I learned about regrets, It's about swallowing every pride you have up and opening to another person. Yes, it sucks that how they view you as a person might change but always remember that it's how you view yourself as a person that's important. It's you who looks yourself at the mirror everyday, not them. It's you who deals with your soul. So, if there's a this thing I can share with based on my experience, it's that don't let your regrets eat your life. Cause one little mistake, isn't that much compared to your soul.
Deal with it, and move on. God created us a world for a reason. He gave us a room for mistakes by giving us people to deal with. He made it possible for us to grow more. Remember, Every time we wander on that big battle field we call life, all we really have is our soul.
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