Letting Myself Go

Cheers to those who finally had the guts to let go.

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Sometimes you just don't believe

In things coming to an end;

Of cards under my sleeve,

That hearts will eventually mend.

Your bubbles are hard

To burst, they're made of steel

And in blues,

I can't feel

The love anymore

Whenever you said "Hello"

And made that kiss

Not realizing I wasn't slow

In figuring things out

And reading between your lines,

I got it clear and right

That all of them are signs

For a future that doesn't

Include both of us

In anything more than

Lovers making out last.

Goodbyes are often 

Never seen coming

The sad thing is 

You just don't know its meaning.

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 *Picture from 1.bp.blogspot

In Between Stardust State

Good morning Blogosphere (not sure if such a word exists)!!! Well, after drinking a bottle of Red Bull (the first time in my almost 22 years of existence) since for the past few days I was living living on 3 hours of sleep (max) because of my lolo's wake, I noticed that there is a slight change in my blog page, I got a new follower!!! Yipee! Cheerios to Marilyn! 

Deaths are always sad and accompanied with tears. Sometimes death itself makes us cry especially with a heart tearing Basil Valdes/z (not sure if s or z) ballad playing in the background. The realizations someone makes during that gray period can be summed up to what I wrote before. If you have anyhting else to add just tell.

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From this moment on seize every moment to laugh and love, say I love yous as much as you can, as much as possible; say sorry if you are at fault, smile everytime-even to people you don't know, give them sunshine. Make your day by singing-even if you are out of tune; dance to steps you dream about, hug your family and friends, make them feel your love. Say thank you to all the things done for you no matter how big or small it is; say thank you not because you are expected to but because you want people to know and realize that you appreciate them for what they are to you. Be kind. Show people that you respect them, that they are someone to you, that they are people of worth and importance. Learn from all the mistakes you made not because you are told it should be like that, but because you are mature enough to realize that what Socrates said is true, "The unexamined life is not worth living".  

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From stardust we rose and to that we'll come back. But what do we become in between? What are you going to be?




*Picture from 2.bp.blogspot

Closed

To those who never felt the same after the first.

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Whenever I hear your name

I hear my very own voice,

My breath upon your cheeks

With threats of making a choice.

I closed my eyes and dreamt I'm free

Of this world and others we made

When we saw everything but red

When love hasn't yet bled,

With treacherous illusions

That nothing will come to an end,

Since there was never a start.

Why do I have to defend

Myself when I did nothing wrong

But let myself love you?

With all the heart and soul

Of a man looking for a new

Life outside the great walls

That made me feel small and cursed.

And now I'm back to where

You met me first.

The only difference is 

I'm feeling a lot worse than before

And all that has happened

Stopped me from asking for more.

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*Picture from the1thing

Running

This is for those who never looked back.

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I ran fast, faster, fastest.

Never once thinking of looking back;

I will never look back.

Despite running on unpaved land I moved on,

Braving thorns and stones

Even conquering the sun and the rain.

I will never stop unless death stops me.

Ironically, that faraway land I left behind

will always be the only land I'll ever love

I may not see it with my eyes

But my heart and mind remembers it.

Like a butterfly who longs for that sweet

Flower it had ever landed on.
And had never encountered again.

The long humid days of summer when we

Held dirty hands

Or the tears we cried under the pouring rain;

Mostly the glances that nobody else saw and understood,

The glances that was ours alone.

During those fleeting moments we were one.

Athwart the road that leaves you

I ran fast, faster, fastest.

For if I moved any slower

I might change my mind and go back home.

And you are my home.

But you are in somebody else's.

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*Picture from admissions.wayne.edu

I FELL

This one is for a friend.

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Flames I enjoyed before

Makes me hard to breathe now.

Smoke confuses the eyes

But not the beating of the heart.

I tried to douse the flames,

They burned me instead.

Friends, I wanted us to be

But I fell for you quick.

And it's all we are going to be.

For every time you see me,

You see a guy.

Because we are both.

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*Picture from istockphoto

She Did'nt Make A Scene

After all the craziness of the last weekend with our event in Mega Trade Hall in Mega Mall, I can finally have my much needed sigh of relief; simply (but not so simply) because my boss did not make a scene. She liked our booth!!!

It was so tiring but it was all worth it. Seeing a lot of familiar faces certainly was a bonus!

Looking forward to next year's event!

*Picture from toolazytodoit