You should know by now that I still want you back.
I got hurt with it.
I handled it like it should be.
I don't care what had happened.
I'd still say yes, if you will be coming back.
Hope you are reading this.
12.1.08
11.1.08
Disclaimer
I write posts for this blog for I love to write what is on my mind. Coming from a little country, foreign people belittle me for they think I got little brain. The posts found in this blog is entirely my opinion on things. Some are reflections, and some are posts to honor a great person who look at me in the same level.
I am not here to dissatisfy whatever that is you have started. Neither it is my intention to attack you, or worst thing, stalk you. I admire a lot of people, and admiring is not bad. But to associate admiring as stalking is another thing.
I got hurt my other people's comment and was excessively happy with the others. This is what I expected to get when I decided to tell the world what this little brain can say about life.
This all about me. What I say, what I write, what I think and what I feel. This is not you nor her or him. I am the subject.
I am not here to dissatisfy whatever that is you have started. Neither it is my intention to attack you, or worst thing, stalk you. I admire a lot of people, and admiring is not bad. But to associate admiring as stalking is another thing.
I got hurt my other people's comment and was excessively happy with the others. This is what I expected to get when I decided to tell the world what this little brain can say about life.
This all about me. What I say, what I write, what I think and what I feel. This is not you nor her or him. I am the subject.
A Pocket Full of Reverie
In every time I feel down, I slide down my hands to my pocket then look straight to the ground. It is one way for me to reflect and recognize that I made mistake this time. I am off track to my priorities.
There are many times that I have met someone along the way that will become a part of my normal routine. Then I get dependent to that person. When hard times crushed my inner feelings and emotions, I broke down and cry for a moment. I savor defeat for I will welcome success in the future.
My pockets are where my dreams are. I reached to them whenever I get distracted from achieving these dreams. When I would tell people bout my dream, they would say, "It's 8 a.m., you should be awake by now." It ain't impossible for me. I do believe in myself.
Do you believe in yourself? Do you ever plan things and make you achieve that dream or goal in life?
There are many times that I have met someone along the way that will become a part of my normal routine. Then I get dependent to that person. When hard times crushed my inner feelings and emotions, I broke down and cry for a moment. I savor defeat for I will welcome success in the future.
My pockets are where my dreams are. I reached to them whenever I get distracted from achieving these dreams. When I would tell people bout my dream, they would say, "It's 8 a.m., you should be awake by now." It ain't impossible for me. I do believe in myself.
Do you believe in yourself? Do you ever plan things and make you achieve that dream or goal in life?
10.1.08
Remembering Ashley Spencer
I don't know Ashley Spencer. I met her through twitter. She talks about her baby girl. She talks about her son. I like the way she talks about kids because I love kids.When I first read at twitter from @acomputerpro that Ashley Spencer died of accident. I knew she was @ashPEAmama. She just gave birth.
This is one side of social networking that I love, people who doesn't care wherever they are, cared for those buddies they've met online. I love twitter community.
I will for sure miss @ashPEAmama.
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9.1.08
Secrets
There are a lot of times when you are in a situation when you would want to tell the truth but it isn't the right time to tell the truth. As days would go on, you seemed to think you were alright and everything go on a straight line. There was nothing ahead on that road. You thought your secret could not be revealed. You thought your planned went so well that nobody seems to asked questions about it. But really, you just thought about it.
Honestly, if I were in that situation I would do the same. Keep the secret to myself. Told no one about it. And I would feel lonely everyday. The reason why people are here is because few of them are meant for us, to listen to us, to mentor us, to love us, and to understand us. I am sure there are a lot of these few people can do for us.
Do not underestimate the hands of God. If it is meant to be, it is meant to be. I for one would ask through prayer if this person is the right person to tell my sob stories. To tell my secrets and to tell my happiness.
I know not everyone will agree with me because you should leave some secrets to yourself. I agree to that. But a secret that is making you go down has to be told.
"Lose lips, sinks ships", only when you've said your stories to the wrong person. So how I can tell if this person is the right one? That's the power of prayer and the power to trust the person.
You know who that person is. Tell him or her. Two heads are better than one. Working by two is more fun.
Honestly, if I were in that situation I would do the same. Keep the secret to myself. Told no one about it. And I would feel lonely everyday. The reason why people are here is because few of them are meant for us, to listen to us, to mentor us, to love us, and to understand us. I am sure there are a lot of these few people can do for us.
Do not underestimate the hands of God. If it is meant to be, it is meant to be. I for one would ask through prayer if this person is the right person to tell my sob stories. To tell my secrets and to tell my happiness.
I know not everyone will agree with me because you should leave some secrets to yourself. I agree to that. But a secret that is making you go down has to be told.
"Lose lips, sinks ships", only when you've said your stories to the wrong person. So how I can tell if this person is the right one? That's the power of prayer and the power to trust the person.
You know who that person is. Tell him or her. Two heads are better than one. Working by two is more fun.
6.1.08
What now (Heartbreak Poem) ?
By Edoria
I looked forward to sleep.
Sometimes I dream, and you are there.
And then
I realize,
Here's the reality of my life I've come to hate.
Careless whispers heated the coldness of my smile.
Once upon a time,
Long sexy strokes of confidence coloured my skin,
Because then,
You were there.
I don't know if I'll ever forget
How you made everything to me
Seem complete.
You were the passion underneath the harshness of those tidal waves.
They used to sink me and drown me.
And then,
You gave your breath to me,
And then
I tasted the sweet flavor of life.
Now, I need to break the intricate web,
You have woven around me.
Safety cradles me like a soft lullaby.
But then,
That was the only song I wanted to hear.
And then, you threw it away.
Bittersweet sensations,
Lingered like an unwanted scar.
You hid me far away from the painful truth,
And then
You tossed your heart high into the nighttime sky.
Far enough,
I cried because I couldn't see it.
Now, I look forward to sleep.
I can dream,
When you were there.
But like love insatiable,
You remain where memories call like haunting winds.
Sometimes I dream, and you are there.
And then
I realize,
Here's the reality of my life I've come to hate.
Careless whispers heated the coldness of my smile.
Once upon a time,
Long sexy strokes of confidence coloured my skin,
Because then,
You were there.
I don't know if I'll ever forget
How you made everything to me
Seem complete.
You were the passion underneath the harshness of those tidal waves.
They used to sink me and drown me.
And then,
You gave your breath to me,
And then
I tasted the sweet flavor of life.
Now, I need to break the intricate web,
You have woven around me.
Safety cradles me like a soft lullaby.
But then,
That was the only song I wanted to hear.
And then, you threw it away.
Bittersweet sensations,
Lingered like an unwanted scar.
You hid me far away from the painful truth,
And then
You tossed your heart high into the nighttime sky.
Far enough,
I cried because I couldn't see it.
Now, I look forward to sleep.
I can dream,
When you were there.
But like love insatiable,
You remain where memories call like haunting winds.
The end of love, the start of pain
The end of love, the start of pain
The end of love, the start of pain
The blood from my heart that now aches, stains
With the thought of your image, the thought of you care
Devoted to another, whilst my spirit is bare
Where am I to go, where is my hope now
Am I no longer important like our dedicated vows
You promised to always be there, and love me no matter what
But it seems you’ve moved on, loved another and forgot
The breakdown of our relationship, the break of my poor heart
You punctured it with your cruel ways; you stabbed it with a dart
You took away my faith, my dreams, I now have nothing left
My happiness has disappeared; a brutal act of theft
You promised to always be there, but now it all depends
On if you’ve found another love and when my heartache ends
The blood from my heart that now aches, stains
With the thought of your image, the thought of you care
Devoted to another, whilst my spirit is bare
Where am I to go, where is my hope now
Am I no longer important like our dedicated vows
You promised to always be there, and love me no matter what
But it seems you’ve moved on, loved another and forgot
The breakdown of our relationship, the break of my poor heart
You punctured it with your cruel ways; you stabbed it with a dart
You took away my faith, my dreams, I now have nothing left
My happiness has disappeared; a brutal act of theft
You promised to always be there, but now it all depends
On if you’ve found another love and when my heartache ends
BATTLE'S END
My female wiles were worthless.
The good they've done me nil.
I tried with all I have in me,
But I have lost you still.
My stubbornness was useless,
For you were stubborn too.
My tears, my pleas, as if to space,
went sailing right by you.
So now, I guess that I will wait,
For time can cure my pain.
I must convince my foolish heart.
You won't be back again.
B. V. Dahlen ©
The good they've done me nil.
I tried with all I have in me,
But I have lost you still.
My stubbornness was useless,
For you were stubborn too.
My tears, my pleas, as if to space,
went sailing right by you.
So now, I guess that I will wait,
For time can cure my pain.
I must convince my foolish heart.
You won't be back again.
B. V. Dahlen ©
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