Leaving

Sleepless nights.

Overthinking.

It's you, over and over again. It's you that I ever wanted. It's you I've been waiting for to ease the pain I felt inside.

Where are you?

I miss you. Do you miss me too? I've been wondering how are you, who's with you and who makes you happy now.

It hurts.

It hurts looking at your photo, our videos and photos together. How I wish we can stay and happy like on the memories we had. Lemme go back to start.

I love you. Yes, I do. And I always will. Your absence makes my love for you grow fonder. It makes me love you even more each day.

Someday. I hope someday. Our paths will cross and with a sweet smile, I hope we can even say "hey".

"and now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love."

1 COR. 13:13

An open letter to the love of my life

This would be long (very long) but this is the only way na masabe ko to sayo with the help of this social media and with the help ng mga taong makakabasa nito. Alam kong makakarating sayo to. This will be dramatic (lagi naman. Hahaha) but this is the least that I can do.

For how many times I've tried na imessage ka. I even borrowed a friend's facebook account just to message you but I can't. Everyday I'm on the message box, typing pero di ko sinesend. I don't have courage to message you. Kaya dito nalang, sila nalang ang bahalang magsabi. O kaya sana i-open mo tong facebook ko.

Hi Yvan! Today, April 8. Our 47th. I know alam mo if ano yung meron tuwing April 8. Bukod sa Anniversary natin, isa to sa cinecelebrate naten. :-) this will be the first time na hindi natin macecelebrate to. Foremost, Congratulations! I can't wait for the day to see you marching on the stage wearing your toga and hear your name to be called on stage to receive your diploma. Yes, I'll be there. Whatever happens, I'll be there to witness one of your success. Matagal nating hinintay to diba? lalong lalo na ng family mo :-) You never know how happy I was nung nalaman kong graduating kana talaga. Evaluation nalang daw :-) that day there's an urge na imessage kita sa sobrang excitement ko na igreet ka. Pero, hindi ko talaga kaya :(

Secondly, I'm sorry. Oo lagi nalang sorry. Sorry if di mo mafeel yung trust ko for you. God knows how much I'm trying to show you that I trust you. Its just that I don't trust THEM. Those itchy bitches everywhere. Pero mukhang di mo talaga mafeel. Sorry for this trust issues for 4years. Kahit wala ka naman talagang ginawa. Dunno, paranoid lang talaga ako. Sorry din for those guys na feel mo gusto ko. Isa kadin eh! Bintangero kadin. FYI, hindi ko sila gusto. Mamatay na may gusto sa mga yon. Kung ano man yung mga nabasa mo, dahil yon sa mga sinabi mo sakin kaya yun yung mga sinabi ko sa knila. Hindi ko na sasabihin dito kasi alam kong gets mo na yon. Maniwala ka naman. Can you just talk to me first? Kung may gusto akong itago edi sana pinalitan ko na yung password ko. I even gave you all my social media accounts. Lahat yon may access ka. How come may itago ako sayo?

Alam ko lahat ng nasabi mo saken dala lang ng stress mo. Ayokong maniwala na totoo yun. Sorry, imbes na pakinggan kita, inaway pa kita. Di ko kasi alam na namomoblema ka pala that day. Inuhan ko pa ng pagbibintang. Kung di ko pa nalaman sa iba di ko malalaman yung problema mo. I'm sorry talaga :'( stress din ako nung araw na yun eh. Pagod ako. Alam mo din yun kung saan ako galing at anong ginawa ko kaya ako stress. Kaya nga ako tumawag nun eh. Pareho lang pala tayo, hindi tayo nagkaintindihan.

I hope hindi pa huli na magsorry ako sayo. Sorry na hon. Uwi ka na. Hahaha. Peace na tayo please? Mag-aAnawangin pa nga tayo diba? Kakain pa nga tayo sa buffet, gagala pa tayo, mag eexam pa tayo ng sabay ng CCNA diba? Sorry na.

I love you.

The next time I fall in love

The next time I fall in love, I want it to be with someone who will love me as much as I love him,

Someone who would always choose me as I would always choose him.

Someone who would look at my flaws as part of my beauty,

Someone who would remind me that I am special and unique.

The next time I fall in love, I want it to be with a man who is mature enough to stay by my side and never give up whatever life throws at us.

Not with a boy who is a coward and would run away as soon as he senses trouble and then leaves me hanging.

I want a man who would love my imperfections because perfection is boring,

A man whom I can be crazy and weird with because being too serious is boring.

A man who knows when and how to have fun,

Not a boy who only wants to play flames and games.

The next time I fall in love, I want it to be with the man I can make love and wake up to in the morning.

A man who's ready to commit and build a family.

A man that I can spend the rest of my life with and share my wholeness,

And who would never leave so that when we grow old we would take care of each other.

I don't need to date several boys just to find him.

I know he will find me.

I am ready to wait for us to find each other.

So the next time I fall in love, I want it to be with my future husband.

©

The Romance Story That Can Make Men Cry They were finally alone. He had been looking forward to doing this for months and she finally agreed to a getaway for just the two of them. The kids were with grandma and they will finally have a chance to reconnect as a man and woman—not as dad and mom. Their truck was cruising west on the hot desert highway into a beautiful sunset as one of their favorite songs from high school came on the radio. They both started humming the song and broke into the chorus at the exact same time. They both laughed and smiled without talking as the song ended. After another few miles, she gently reached across the top of the bench seat and her hand her found the back of his head. Her fingers rolled and massaged through his hair as she delivered the most loving half-scratch, half-massage treatment he hadn’t felt in a long time. He caught her looking at him out of the side of his eye and said, ‘What’s that look for? She kept eye contact and grinned as she said, ‘This was such a good plan. I’m so happy you’re my man. Thank you for making me go on this trip. We both need this, don’t we?’ As they pulled into town that night, he realized he had not even noticed the last 100 miles. While his truck found its own way, he had been traveling on Cloud Nine.


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