Saturday, March 12, 2011

love

Have you ever been in love?


Horrible isn't it? It makes you so VULNERABLE. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means

that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a who

suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid

person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did

something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore.

LOVE TAKES HOSTAGES.


It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a

phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your

heart.


IT HURTS.

Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-

and-rips-you-apart pain.

I hate love.


-NEIL GAIMAN

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Meet Hershey!



This is my pet, Hershey! :)
She is undeniably adorable and cute! I love every bit of Hershey
.

we ask

Now mike and I got back together because we both realized that we still love each other. With so much positivity going on my head, I know we could work it out despite of the time difference with of course, a pocketful of lessons learned from the past few months. I'd be stupid if I come to this point not realizing my mistakes and not seeing through his point of view other than just mine. I thought I'd be wiser because I claimed to learn about the mistakes, but again, with life full of surprises, nothing can really prepare me for this. The aftershock, I should say. When we got back, I promised to God that I'd appreciate life more; go out, have fun, plan my weekends with my friends and family-- to not get so involved about him. I guess its gunna take time. I told myself no waiting anymore just the present, but still it hurts because id i stay in the present, the present means he is not with me right now and he is away. I wanted him to realized that being in a long distance relationship is serious. That it takes alot of maturity, understanding why we are away from each other and creating this constant goal that someday we'll be together. In that way we just don't continue to love them but we hold on, we spend and take time with them and we share our thoughts freely with them. I should have talked about this with him but I'm scared. So what I thought what's best to do is to float in the waters and just don't ask why the heck am floating... and just go with the flow. I love him more than ever and I swore to God to do anything just to have him back. I didn't anticipate how is it going to be if he remains passive in all of this. I'm okay if he can't have a future with me, Im okay if he can't bring to imagine himself spending the rest of his life with me because I understand that he is a man living in the present and unfortunately, though he has some good sparkling point as to why he only believes in the present, I still find it odd for him not to think or even glimpse for the future. How would you know where you are heading if you dont have any idea where to go. I used to think about my future with him. But now, i'm all shattered and doesn't really know where to go. But in the mean time, I live with the present. And even in the present, we don't seem to have the connection anymore. I know the vast difference of the timezone this time. It's a crazy 8 hour difference. I could imagine the exact opposite of our daily life routines. But he doesn't talk to me on weekends which I expected that it's the only time we could freely talk and share or communicate properly. Even when we talk, I feel that he doesn't care anymore. I wanted to share with him my thoughts, my questions and my decisions. But man as he is, he doesn't really give a damn telling me that Im a grown up woman and I know what to do already. It makes me think that he doesn't care about me, just like how my siblings sometimes makes me feel like they don't even give a shit to me. If he is my boyf, then I should expect him to be my confidant (at least). But im not feeling a single bit of that in him anymore. He doesn't care, he told me we needed to deal with the time difference-- but he doesn't spend time with me either, he doesn't want to talk about the future-- i stay silent and give in to his request... but after all this, I realized that there's no point of holding on and getting back. I was thinking we should talk about it, but that makes me a freak. He wanted to get back to me but I can't bring my old self back because im bounded by the things that makes him uncomfortable. Because I'm not allowed to tell him that we should at least spend time once in the weekend to catch up, because I'm not allowed to ask him his activities because it's confidential, and because after all the hurt and trouble of this love, I'm scared to open up again. I don't know if he is doing this to make me realized that my prayers were indeed answered but it lead me to hell.
Despite of all these, I wanted to thank God because He proved me one thing. He proved to me that my prayers are answered because He loves me. He knows this is what I need even if it does hurt me. I would pray that this chapter of my life would make me wiser. But right at this moment, I would stay silent, endure the pain and see where life would take me...

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

art of letting go

Put away the pictures.
Put away the memories.
I put over and over
Through my tears
I've held them till I'm blind
They kept my hope alive
As if somehow that I'd keep you here
Once you believed in a love forever more?
How do you leave it in a drawer?

Now here it comes, the hardest part of all
Unchain my heart that's holding on
How do I start to live my life alone?
Guess I'm just learning,
Learning the art of letting go

Try to say it's over
Say the word goodbye.
But each time it catches in my throat
Your still here in me
And I can't set you free
So I hold on to what I wanted most
Maybe someday we'll be friend's forever more
Wish I could open up that door

Watching us fade
What can I do?
But try to make it through
the pain of one more day
Without you

Where do I start, to live my life alone?
I guess I'm learning, only learning,
Learning the art of letting go.

my piece of pain

Time heals. Sometimes, I wanna believe it. But right now i'm not getting any closer to that, though God knows how I prayed hard to just accept the fact that Mike and I is over. We are over and that is fact. but deep within my soul, there is still this little hope flickering that hoping he would come back to me and... just have me back into his life. This instinct of mine is killing me because i felt that it's too impossible for someone like him to win me back. He never wanted me as much as I wanted him. He made me believed and made a fool out of me for all this time, and I am mad at him and mad to myself but still im still in love with him. I needed the courage to go on but he keeps on invading my mind; and in annihilation, I can't help but shed tears every night when i go to sleep. God knows how much I wanted peace of mind, God knows how much I would love to invite forgiveness in my heart and accept the things that I cannot change but im just... simply.. am badly hurt. I'd love to have him back but I'd be too selfish to force myself to someone who doesn't want to fight for me anymore. I don't understand why he caused me this enormous pain yet I needed him to cure me as well.
I know its not healthy to wallow on self pity and thinking about it all the time, so as much as I wanted to distract myself, i still end up with myself, asking myself-- what have i gotten myself into? :(

Saturday, February 19, 2011

right to write

im not really good at this. maybe if i could write all my hurt feelings, i would get used to the pain and i can accept things much more faster. It literally hurts every time i breath. Im mad knowing that he can easily just leave me like that; or atleast that's how he made me feel. I don't want to beg any further because I know by doing that, im just going to push him away and i know by this time, nothing can change his mind. If it is easy for him to leave me bleeding, I hope he will meet karma all along his way. I know its unfair to ask something in return from him but how can he say he love me when he is killing me slowly. When he can't even give it a try, when he cant fight for us and when he wont exert effort. Im mad at him but im more mad about myself because I've wasted my time and effort for someone who can't be there on my worst moment when I was with them all along. I felt the painful sting of rejection and its killing me and I cant seem to move forward...

night out with friends


It felt so good being with my girls again. Listening to their stories and ideas are melody to my ears. I miss laughing out loud with them and I just wished the night wont come to an end. Though I bottle things up, I felt so relieved having to spend my Saturday night with my Eyatches (after soo many attempts!) It was slow, lucrative, fun, silly... it was simply the best. One of the few worthwhile moments in my life.And according to Chena on her most recent comment in facebook; "u can be sure that 3 people love u so much...dli pa jd mga ordinary ra na people...ang usa yutaan na...si lynnie...ang usa attorney...si bingee...and ako! Ü"

Aww, thanks guys! :) Though part of me is sad and broken, life is still good because for now, I know I have you guys... I mean as always! Love you girls! Till next!!