To be completely honest, I’m in pain. At this moment, it’s really hard for me to keep my cool and not to be sad about things. Imagine, you were at that point of ecstatic happiness and bubbly wobbliness, but in an instance, just one blink of an eye. Everything falls apart.
And you, stuck in the moment of happiness, and you can’t move on from it
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Left.
So I deactivated my Tumblr account for several reasons I can't tell. But, leaving is always heartbreaking, not to mention the number of followers I have there.
Will not expound.
Capability
Until now, I’m still thinking if I could handle a commitment. Honestly, I’m scared. But hey! Getting hurt is a part of the perks you have when you engage into a REAL-ationship.I’ve been through Love-Hates, Rebounds, and Wala-Lang’s. I dunno what’s in store for me now. But all I know is, I’m in love with you, and I’m at the verge of risking it all. We are at the point of no turning back. No regrets, just love. I'm at a 180 bpm heartbeat. I'm feeling chills down my spine. My knees are shaking.I don't know what to do.
Drenched in Vanilla Twilight
I sit in my front porch all night. Waist-deep in thought when I think of you I don’t feel so alone.
I don’t feel so alone. Time to time I would recall, the freshest of the memories I could think of. I suck at distance, I’m learning to fuck it. To be really honest. I really miss you. The way you our hands fit perfectly when held. The way you would seek comfort on my shoulders. The way you would threaten me. If time and distance permits, I wish to be with you again. I would like to see that crooked smile, that angelic face, and feel the butterflies in my stomach that trembles whenever I’m beside you.
I lie on my bed, frustrated, I can’t seem to remember the last time I felt this way. Uneasy, trembling, crumbling, because of the fear of losing you. Each time I lie on my bed, I think of what If’s.
But I trust you, I trust in what we have.
I love you.
I don’t feel so alone. Time to time I would recall, the freshest of the memories I could think of. I suck at distance, I’m learning to fuck it. To be really honest. I really miss you. The way you our hands fit perfectly when held. The way you would seek comfort on my shoulders. The way you would threaten me. If time and distance permits, I wish to be with you again. I would like to see that crooked smile, that angelic face, and feel the butterflies in my stomach that trembles whenever I’m beside you.
I lie on my bed, frustrated, I can’t seem to remember the last time I felt this way. Uneasy, trembling, crumbling, because of the fear of losing you. Each time I lie on my bed, I think of what If’s.
But I trust you, I trust in what we have.
I love you.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
44 Minutes
I was on the phone with him for 44 Minutes. In that 44 Minutes, we felt all the emotions a person can feel in a lifetime. We laughed, cried, smiled, frowned, giggled, chuckled, teared up through the phone. 44 Minutes, or 2640 Seconds. Just that small span of time, made me realize how much I am in love with you.
I wish I never ran out of load, I could go all night talking to you. But hey, there’s always tomorrow, and super unli.
I love you, don’t be sad na. Cheer up okay, I’m here. I promise, I’ll stay.
Love is accepting someone, assets and flaws.
I wish I never ran out of load, I could go all night talking to you. But hey, there’s always tomorrow, and super unli.
I love you, don’t be sad na. Cheer up okay, I’m here. I promise, I’ll stay.
Love is accepting someone, assets and flaws.
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