She never wanted to leave.
But with the door shut,
The cruel words,
The painful caress,
And a crestfallen heart,
Yet she never wanted to leave.
My White Whale
My Game of Death
My Greek Fire
My Free As A Bird and Real Love
My Don Juan
My La Sagrada Familia
My portrait of George Washington
My Requiem in D Minor
My Don Quixote
My cure for cancer
We should not demand or expect from the people that we love. We can only have faith and hope.
If you were given the chance to seek the answers to all of your questions, would you? Why is ignorance blissful if that was the case?
I have one goal in mind. When I am introduced to someone, I want them to know me, not because I’m someone’s daughter. It should certainly not because I’m someone’s sister, friend, niece, cousin, and lover. Nor because I’m someone’s past, present, or future. I want them to know me as I am, and that should be enough.
I’d rather be alive, with a one in a million chance of holding you again in this life time. Rather than be a ghost, and just haunt you until the next.
If you ask me before if I want to go back, then yes. Darling I’d do it over and over again for you. Even though I know we’re bound to fail, no matter what.
But I was a fool then. And you taught me well. So if you ask me now if I would want to go back from the beginning, no, if it only means losing you yet again.
I’d rather move forward, to a time and place, when and where we’re both right for each other. And I hope with all my mind, body, heart, and soul that this time, it will be enough.
After all that’s been said and done
You still make my heart skip a beat
Isn’t that what makes this sorrowful world
A little less tragic?
I know you tried
Yet you failed
Thus, you stopped
And that makes you trying
An invalid point
You can’t choose what stays
You can’t choose what fades
But I’d do anything to make you stay
Say you want me to stay
Words, nothing but words
To tingle your heart
To mend your soul
To console your thoughts
To leave you breathless
To remind you of what was
To make you think of what could’ve beens
To teach you about tomorrow
To make you feel empty
To leave you bereft
Words, nothing but words...
For tonight, let me be selfish. Let me hold you in my arms like you’re truly mine. Let me taste all your kisses and get drunk in them like the sweetest of wines. Let me look into your eyes like I’m the only one left in this world, in your world. Let me feel the warmth of your breath on my bare skin like fire amidst the dead and cold night.
For tonight, let me be selfish. I want it all to be about me. I want to feel all my emotions turmoil inside of me, like a big storm in the ocean. I want my heart to feel like it’s going to explode out of my chest. I want to unravel myself, in my truest and rawest form.
The world be damned if they cannot accept the weak monster that is inside of me. For t...
What and if are two words as nonthreatening as words can be. But put them together, side by side, and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life.
I don’t know how your story ended but if what you felt then was true love then it’s never too late. If it was true then, why wouldn’t it be true now? You only need the courage to follow your heart.
I don’t know what a love like Juliet’s feels like, a love to leave loved ones, a love to cross oceans for, but I’d like to believe, if ever I were to feel it, that I’d have the courage to seize it. And Claire if you didn’t, I hope one day that you will.
All my love,
-Letters to Juli...
Would it have been better if from the very beginning you already know that it will have a tragic ending?
Forgive me for being human enough to actually hope that something good will come out of something bad.
Whenever I walk in the streets,
I’m always wary
That I would see you hold hands with someone called Mary
After the storm we parted ways
I know all was said and done
But for me you would always
And still be the one
They say that time will help me
But why is it that even now
I’m still lonely?
With no Paul or John to walk beside me
I would always walk the streets
and be wary
What did you say?
To make all my dreams change
To make me feel like coming home
What did you say?
To make me fall this way
Your heart is the only place I wanna go
So maybe we could stop running
We could stop running tonight
Maybe in the morning,
I'll be brokenhearted
But baby tonight the wait is over
Tonight I wanna hold you
Back to where we started
This home is where the heart is
So baby tonight the wait is over
Tonight I wanna show you
That we could stop running
We could stop running tonight
That was just a game we played sometimes
Adjust the fragment of my mind
I need to to trust that love won't pass me by
I let my guards down one last time
So maybe we could stop running
Stop running ton...
I’m sorry, I’m really sorry.
I’m sorry for being weak.
I’m sorry for being selfish.
I’m sorry for not understanding you more.
I’m sorry being insensitive, for not thinking how much pain you’re in right now.
I’m sorry that all I can do is say a silent pray for you each night.
I’m sorry if all I do is shed tears for you.
I’m sorry I don’t even have the strength to go to you.
I’m sorry for not having enough courage to hold you.
I’m sorry I can’t even do anything to help ease your burden, even a little.
I’m sorry if I’m lost for words.
I’m sorry I’m just one naive, little girl who doesn’t what to do.
I’m sorry, I’m really sorry.
Every one of us, no matter who we are, where we come from, or what it is that we do; we only need one thing, and one thing alone.
We need the warmth of the summer breeze on a cold winter night. We need flowers to bloom like the spring, along with the falling autumn leaves. We need a smile despite the tears falling down our cheeks. We need laughter amidst the loneliness. We need someone when we think we're all alone. We need someone who’ll stay after hearing all the goodbyes.
Is it really that hard to ask for a silver lining in the dark? Is it really too much to ask for a drop of hope in this ocean of sorrow?
We need love. Love is all we need.
What once was a beautiful flower
Now a weed in the orchard
that is the wedlock of others
An enemy to be annihilated
by your own kind
Of women whom you pained
What once was a rose
Now a thorn latching on
to the very men
who lied to you,
corrupted your soul,
and robbed you of your chastity and sanity
I saw women in their prime, shattered
I saw dreams of forever, stalled
I saw the strongest of hearts, smashed
I saw beautiful eyes, bleed
I saw innocent ones, suffer
I saw love, fade
All for you...
She was standing in her art gallery, giving her speech on how her art came to be. 'There is nothing like your first love' she said. As she points to a painting on the wall of two lovers kissing.
As she looks into her audience she stops talking and her cheeks turn red, because there in midst of the crowd is the pair of brown eyes she would forever and always get lost in to.
Ah yes, the boy turned into a man, just as she into the woman that she is today. The boy who saw the flowers bloom along with her. The boy to whom she shared her summer laughter, as the sea breeze blew her hair and the sun kissed her cheeks. The one who witnessed how she shed her self-doubts and uncertainties like ...
As I sip my last stick of cigarette, every breath, I fill my lungs with nicotine; like the smoke swirling in the midnight air, my pain slowly disappears.
As I snort my last stash of cocaine, it enters my system, slowly consuming all of me; like the high I’m in, my pain slowly fades away.
As I smoke my last joint of pot, it lifts me off the ground, and replaces the tears with laughter; like the daze I’m in, my pain slowly fades away.
As I inject my last drop of heroine, it makes me feel alive, after you left and I died; like the hallucinations I have, my pain slowly fades.
But when I loved you, no drug could ever compare to the happiness I felt right then; like the bliss I was in, my pain ...
I cannot suffocate my lungs with smoke
Nor can I drown my liver in alcohol
But I can cry my eyes out
And I can certainly break my heart into a million pieces
I woke up and I thought of you. I reached out to your usual side of the bed, and yet no one was there. Your usual warmth is replaced by the coldness brought about by the loneliness of the night.
I stepped outside and looked at the empty space beside me. Your usual smile that makes the world seem brighter is now amiss. It is replaced by the dark and heavy clouds that hide the mighty sun. And as I walked down the path which used to be yours too, I can’t help but think how much I miss you.
I lay in bed and wait for slumber to claim me. When sleep is like a balm that helps relieve my aching heart, when dreams are the only way to see you again, I wonder all alone in the darkness.
I hope you k...
If only I had known that it would be the last
I would have held on to you steadfast
If only I had know that it would be the end
I would have begged for time to bend
I should've looked deeper into your eyes
I should've ignored the lies
I should've kissed you fervently
I should've made love to you relentlessly
I should have...
But I didn’t
And now I couldn’t
Perhaps I never will
I will write until I can’t do it anymore. I will write until I forget what I should be writing. I will write until my hand won’t let me hold a pen anymore. I will write until the ink and paper runs out. I will write until I forget the words. I will write until my hand bleeds, that my blood would stain the very pages.
Then somebody asked me why I do it. It’s because I want to. I do it because I really want to share what we had. I do it because I want the people out there to believe that true love exists. I want them to know how amazing, blissful, and beautiful it is to love and be loved; and then, how scary and excruciatingly painful it is to lose it. I want to reach other people; and I am h...
To the man that I will always love,
Haven’t you ever wondered why in the movies, when the main characters fall in love, time seems to stop? It’s like when they look into each other’s eyes, all that ever matters is just the two of them. It’s like everything seems brighter, happier. Even in a sea of people, they still connect with one another. There’s a spring in their every step, a smile on their faces, and twinkle in their eyes.
They say movies are inspired by real life. And now I truly understand why they portray things in an over the top manner; because it’s partially true, I felt it all when I first saw you. I felt it all and so much more when I looked into your brown eyes. And then I ...
I know it’s been a while since we last saw each other. It has been a while since we sat down, talked, cried, and laughed out loud. And I know, it will take more time to be with you again. But you know what, you’re the kind of friend who no matter the distance, no matter how much time we spend apart, we can just easily pick up where we left of. And for that I’m thankful. Thank you, I never really thought I made much of an impact, nevertheless, inspire somebody because I too am having troubles and dilemmas of my own at that time. We both swore to be strong women, to never be an option, no matter how much we might love them. Thank you for reminding me that; you were there when I needed someone m...