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...
They say the right one will come along. But how do you even know if he’s the right one if you won’t give it a try? So yes, you go ahead, give it your best shot, only to find out in the end that everything you did has gone to waste. And that is the beginning of a viscous cycle.
Now tell me, isn’t it kinda unfair, that when the right one comes along, your heart is already reduced to pieces? Why does he have to carry the burden of repairing all the damage that has been done by the ones from the past?
I do not believe that a truly strong person exists. Because you see, the ones you said who are strong enough to live life on their own, they breakdown too. They stay awake at night because their mind won't let them sleep, even if all they want to do is close their eyes, let slumber take them in order to drown out all the pain and sorrow. They also need someone to talk to, when something good happens, most especially if it's a bad day. They also want to have someone who will accept them still when they are not strong enough for themselves.
Maybe, all we ever needed was someone who would stay, no matter what. But no, we have to be thrust into this cruel world all alone. We have to wake up e...
I was wishing to the stars for you.
It turns out you were wishing too; for someone else...
I will make sure to keep my distance. I’ll say I love you when you’re not listening. I wonder how long can I keep this up?
My heart, mind, and soul susurrated to the wind how I pine for you every second of every waking moment...
I cannot howl to the sky, it just won’t let me. I cannot wail to the moon, it dimmed its light for me.
I am not right, who’s to say that I am? But it is what I believe in. And honestly, that’s all that matters.
When the sun is shining above, I miss you, every day.
When the moon is peaking through the clouds, I pray for you, every night.
We deserve to be happy, no matter how bad this world makes us.
I’ll always... (sighs and dies a little inside.)
The whole universe gave me a million reasons to leave. Everybody said that it will never work. Everybody said that it was wrong. All them agreed that it will only end. All of them thought that it was just a waste of time.
But tell me, when is it ever okay to walk away from love? When is love not going to work? When is ever wrong? When will love ever end? When is love just a waste of time?
It is okay to walk away when it is not enough anymore. Love will never work when one of you thinks it won't, no matter what you do. It is wrong when there are a lot of people who will get hurt. Love ends when it is needed to be done in order to survive. Love is just a waste of time when you give it y...
You give someone your everything, and you're still not enough. You cross the gates of hell and back for him, and still you're not the one he chooses. You offer up your whole world in a silver platter, and he still leaves you.
They say the right one will not even ask for a single hair in your head just to make him stay. He will not ask for all your tears, just for him to choose you. He will not ask for your soul just to make him fight for you.
I know, darling I know that you'd never ask me for anything. So does that make you the right one? Why is it that the whole universe is telling me to leave you? Why do you make me question myself for staying? There are a million reasons for me to l...
Love is truly a paradox. It's like a balm that soothes the broken soul and bruised heart. Yet it can be the cause of pain and sorrow. It is the one thing that money can't buy. Though it's not for free, not if you have to give all that you are in order to achieve it. They say that you should never loose yourself when you love someone. However, you need to compromise at times, in order for you and your partner to meet halfway. It's something that some of us wait for a lifetime. But it's also something that some of loose in an instant. Love will always come back. Yet you have to fight for it just so you won't loose it. Some of us might have felt it for a very long time. But it doesn't mean that ...
Back when I was young, not that I'm that old right now though, I used to envy everybody else; every other girl to be exact. You see, I wasn't born the pretty one. I'm not the little girl who has that long, shiny hair that my mom would put up in cute pigtails or braids. I don't have that cute smile that could lighten up the room. Nor did I wear those sparkling, little tiaras and headbands. I was not that kid.
And as I grew up into a teenager, highschool was never good to me. I wasn't one of the popular ones. I'm not the "IT" girl every boy asks on a date, let alone has a crush on. Not that I'm one of those scene kids, I have nothing against them, even if they never outgrew it up until now....
We have come a long way. The human race, we certainly outdid oursely way possible. But in this vast pool of knowledge, with this large array of different languages, words will never be enough to embody real human emotions.
Hence I'm sorry, if I cannot say everything or anything at all. But I hope you see it in my eyes when you look at them.
A recipe of YOU
4 spritz of CK One Summer perfume
A whiff of Coronado Cherry car freshener
1 pack of Marloboro Lights cigarettes
A dash of confidence
2 drops of charm
5 tbsp. of undeniable charisma
An awkward smile
A pair of Ocean eyes
10 cups of oozing sexiness
A dash of body hair
A piece of something blue
A piece of something white
1 piece of Old Spice deodorant
1 tbsp. Dove men shampoo
3 tbsp. Dove men body wash
1 bar of Dove men soap
A pea size amount of Colgate Charcoal toothpaste
1 piece of Krispy Kreme Glazed Chocolate Cake
5 drop of sense of humor
1. Mix all ingredients together
2. Play COC while letting the mixture rest
3. Wrap mixture in Aqua...
We both met each other in a different time in our lives.
You told me you met me when you were at your lowest point. Here I come, this young girl who thinks she knows everything, wherein fact she doesn't.
But I said there's a big difference between knowing everything, and understanding it.
You see, I met you when I was trying to be selfish. I know, this word is a double edged sword. And it may sound bad to you, as much as it sounds good to me.
I may seem young, but I have experienced things, things that maybe I shouldn't have. But I did anyway, and what's done is done. I'm trying to be selfish because I think I may have given it all away. I'm trying to rebuild what they have b...
I hate it. I hate how society dictates the definition of ownership and relationship. Isn't the former supposed to have a negative impact if you're referring to an actual person? "You can never own him. He will never TRULY be yours.", they say. Well damn right he shouldn't! I wouldn't want to be with someone who cannot handle himself properly without me. My Gosh, if that's the case, I should be with a dog instead. If he needs to be kept on a leash, then why bother, right? I know he will never FULLY be mine.
He belongs to his friends, they shared experiences and memories together, through the good and the bad. And I know that they should make more of those. He belongs to his colleagues and ...
When the night falls, and half of the world is slowly drifting to slumber, I am with you in the darkness. And instead of using my eyes to know you're there, I use my hands to feel you. I like the warmth of your skin underneath the blanket we share. I like your sweet breathe fanning my face. And I love hearing the steady beat of your heart; the only sound I could hear in this silent time. It's like a soft lullaby, sending me to dreamland.
I relish every touch. I cherish every kiss. I memorize every plane and every curve of your body, as you do with mine. And with every touch, you leave behind a trail of fire, slowly but sweetly burning me. It ignites my soul with so much passion. It leaves ...
I'm sorry if I don't say much
Or none at all
But I'm hoping that you see it in my eyes
That you feel it in my touch...
To the first man who broke my heart,
I will always wonder how you felt when you first looked into my eyes. Did you felt love, a certain happiness that you cannot explain? Did your world stopped moving, and finally everything made sense? Or did you felt pain, a certain sorrow that echoed within you?
Have you thought about all the dreams that won't come true, the plans that you won't get to make, just because I am here already? Were you not ready to accept me as a part of you? Because I would always look back and never find an answer.
I am so afraid to ask you and finally confirm that you felt the latter. There's just a certain pain that I'm sure I would feel...