Guilty...

Yes, make it stop.. Puhleaaaase...

:( Sometimes it gets tiring... Really...

I remember you, Cyn.. :.(

*sigh*

So Charlie...

Just Go

I walk through the shadows
And jump from stone to stone
I cross the sad river
When will I get home?

Come dusk greet the meadow
While skyline slowly fades
And breeze start to whisper
"It's cold and cozy coz you are almost home".

It's been awhile walking
You're more impatient yet so hopeful
I see twilight slowly showing
Oh how I long to be home.

I kept my steps going
And my heart heard a sound
It is familiar and magical
I knew then I am home...

Another day...

Everyone's talking about heading home for the summer. Thania, Kate, even Tonton will be homebound. Huhuhu. It's this nostalgic feeling again. Kalisod man gud mag-leave oi. There has to be some leave slots, you have to file it pa. And I don't have the courage to demand leave requests from my boss... A few months more... What also scares me is I might lose the will of coming back and leaving home again when I'm there. Home is where the heart is. True... However, I 've been thinking of what my life is when I'm in Valencia, it could be just so plain and simple. It's not what I want at this point of my life. I want to travel, I want to be a stranger, I want complications, I want to try something all new to me and all so different from the norms of my life. Maybe we'll get there, I will get there, in fact I'm starting to feel I am.

Just a thought..

I'm human, I have flaws and I'm pretty much aware of that. And sometimes, my stubborness controls me. I do what I want. I go where I think I should go. I feel what I feel.

And then later, I'd feel bad. That's when you see it, and you feel it as well. I don't want to hate the person because I feel guilty if I do so. I'm just upset. I think I shouldn't have given much effort, anyway. I feel betrayed! That is why I have my own share of biases. It's because of what people are sometimes - humanly human!( Kung kinsa ang gai-expect nga tarong, mao pa ang naay AP).

"For every single soul we encounter, we don't know who stays. Neither do we know which memories we would want to go back over and over again when we get to where we are heading. Not all seen by the naked eyes are real. And for a fact, not all smiles are sincere. Not all handshakes are friendly. The world, aside from black and white, has red, blue and purples hues. Of course, we all know this. I know this pretty well. But it's different when it's all right in front of you".

It's okay, I'm still blessed by the people I am with right now (unlike some from the past).

"Threat in all beauty"

Some flowers die not in their full bloom
Whose pale leaves wither their way alone
Like eagles slowing their pace down
Come winter kiss the ground...

Some smiles fade so easily to frowns
When you are just in time to return a laugh
Or when they choose to turn away
When a handshake is a hello to say...

Some lie down for a good night's rest
And only to wake up for a nightmare
Some live in their castle grand
Sheltered yet lonely, alone and oh so weary...

It's like those waves in the oceans
Which could bring you thrill and excitement
Yet when it splashes on you
You feel so sick and dizzy
You hang your way on for survival
As it tosses you to and fro, you wish you had been more careful...

Because we all see beauty
But stop...
We could be up for irony!

"When you know it"

When a smirk is at the corner of your mouth
And that smirk slowly gives a twinkle in the eye
When that twinkle starts to be an obvious smile
When that smile becomes a joyful laugh
When those laughs conquer those sobs kept to yourself alone
When those sobs fade away and glow a bright aura
What else could it be?

It is sweet melody that even the saddest song is made an inspiration
A flat note perceived to be the perfect key
When you find it lovelier to sing than hum
When a choral symphony becomes less complicated than a nursery rhyme
Could that be it?

When leaves start kissing the grounds
Yet you could still see flowers springing around
When flocks of birds start migrating
Yet butterflies seem to hover
Then what could that be?

When your world comes crashing down
When you were breaking apart into pieces
Then a sudden saving moment startles you
Inevitable but timely...
Unexpected...
Uninvited...
Yet hopefully wondrous!!!
And then you know... You just know...It is what it is... Love is...

It's unprofessional work

I Don’t See Me

I am lonely, I am troubled
I am thirsty all over
I look at me but I don’t see through
I see some stranger...
I have bruises,
They make me uncomfortable
I have easy cuts,
And it is painful
How I wish life was easier!
Like an eagle I could fly Bukidnon skies,
Or a fish I could swim Camiguin seas,
Or a free butterfly hovering over sampaguitas…
But ironically. I am just me- a struggling survivor,
Washed away from a shipwreck,
I have lived... but weak and torn,
Covered but unclothed…
My eyes, they are staring blank,
I can speak but unable to,
I am restless and weary,
I feel hollow and empty,
I am safe but damn tired…
It becomes harder to recognize her
And all because I see someone else... I see a stranger.