You are beautiful.
You're beautiful for all your imperfection is an art. For every feature that you hate on your face there's always a certain someone who loves to see that. You are beautiful maybe not because of that mesmerizing eyes but because you see things in a unique way; maybe not because of that kissable lips but because you speak the words of kindness-- maybe you don't have the curves, the alluring body but smiling even you're broken or hurting is your best curve.
You're beautiful because beauty isn't just what we can see outside, you are beautiful for you're more than just a face. You're beautiful for you got something beyond physical judgments. You're beautiful because God cr...
When I was a kid, I fell from a tree but I managed to hold on to a branch. I was up there for a long time and waiting. The silence, the pain in my arms, the blood pumping in my ears is deafening.
Then, I fell. I couldn't remember what happened when I hit the ground. All I can remember were the pain of holding on and the wonderful feeling of letting go.
I get hurt for I let go and fell but it's much better to let go than trying to hold on, knowing that it's going to be painful even more and knowing that I'll eventually fall and hurt.
Why do we give our all? Why do we exert so much effort? Why do we insist on changing ourselves? Because, we chose to love. Because when we love, you give yourself a chance to have a happily ever after. But you also have to open yourself up to so much pain which teaches you to grow and mature. Whether you get an apology or not, whether he loved you or not, you need to learn to forgive.
That forgiveness. That's not for the person who hurt you . It's your gift to yourself. In order for you to live on the life that you have made before he brought havoc to it. To that, you will be a better you in the future. That incidence is a lesson. A lesson to forgive.
An open letter to the brokenhearted;
Are you feeling unwanted? Sad? Alone? I bet you felt all these on some instances in your single life. But I'm telling you that you don't have to.
You shouldn’t be drowning yourself in misery all because you’ve been left, dumped or cheated on by the person you loved. It’s a normal thing to grief.
I heard a lot of people say that if you love someone, you must never give up on that person, fight for your love. But what if in the process of fighting for that person and giving everything that you have, you realize you’re all alone and that person you’ve been loving all along is pushing you away, driving you to the edge of insanity? Day by day you are l...
This is another unread letter, it means these words that I am typing right now won’t be read by you again. You will never touch me, hold me, and feel my skin against yours. You will never get to know me, look at my face and know the story behind it.
You shouldn't. You won't . You'll never know my name. It would be wrong. Because I'm not supposed to feel this way. I already have someone in my life to have those thoughts about. Someone to love, to cherish, to adore.
For all those years, he has been the one for me. He has been standing by my side, never giving up on me, even in my darkest of times. And there have been a lot of dark times.
I have nev...
Regardless of how much I wiped the tears flooding out my eyes, I still don’t know how to dry it out. Even after I pressed my clenched fists hard against my eyes, it continued to stream over, soaking my dress. Though I already pound my chest to stop me from crying, the pain keeps on repeating.
If he cussed at me face to face, I had a feeling that I wouldn’t be able to live any longer. But thinking of the people who love me, I couldn’t throw away my life either and I would perhaps become a person that only eats and breathes while carrying a heart that has become a hollow shell.
I may have felt glad seeing that scene in front of me on that binding, but it wasn’t a lie t...
People may come along and leave in the process, what matters the most is how we spend time well with these people. A lifetime, a forever, a hour, a minute, or a second isn't just a number it is the painful and wonderful memories that we can keep and treasure until the end.
And what does it mean that you are the kiss at the happily ever after?
That look that you bear every time you open your eyes in the morning light,
That I have lost my mind somewhere amidst the beginning and end of your name,
What does it mean that I try on every fairytale with your face?
And every song with your lips?
And that forever is but a skipped of breath whenever I wait for you?
Oh, my love, I am very, endlessly yours.
By the time you get to hear this, I'm probably gone for good. This is also probably the last time you'll hear from me.
I say this a lot but I wanted you to be sure about it. I LOVE YOU, JOVER
I LOVE YOU
I LOVE YOU
I LOVE YOU.
Huh. Writing that more than once is harder than saying it a lot. But I really, really love you, love.
You know that right?
Love, I can still imagine you waiting for me down the aisle as I'm walking towards you. I thought I was just chasing rainbows when I get to realized I like you. But we were a fairy tale that came true. We could have lived happily ever after, if we haven't broke up
I'm sorry I couldn't be the girl you wanted to be. I'm sorry for you...
If you're not the only reason
Then why does my heart get hurt?
So if you are not the one
Then I will not hope that will end together
Unobtrusive and immovable,
My heart is struggling hard
If we don't end up with each other
Then I'll be blind with the love that others give
If we don't end up with each other
How can I accept my heart to love again?
Still immovable and lifeless
My heart is being restless
If you're not the only reason
Will I choose to avoid getting hurt?
If you are not the one,
Who else will cry for the both of us?
I need to break free
Since your heart belongs to someone else
If we don't end up with each other
I'll accept and set you free
If we don't en...
The first time I fell in love with you was June 2006, when I was thirteen years old. You were that kid who slouch and timid and I was the girl who was popular. But I don’t know why you made my heart flutter. You were wearing a blue shirt and standing beside me while looking at the school board for the list of assigned room.
The second time I realized I love you was when we were introduced by a common friend to each other. It was so memorable to me since you were shy and hesitated to shake my hands.
The third time I fell in love with you was when I made your brother cry for I keep on pinching his cheeks because he was so cute. You just smiled at me while calming your brother. I was looki...
Of the two seasons here in our country, you are likely more of a rainy months to me. You give me hope and peace, like how the rain washes out bad memories and clears up the sky. I am happy to be with just only you. Everything else doesn't matter to me as long as you are with me. Dark hues. Colorful light after the rain. Love, that's what you have given me, and I just want you to know, that I love you and I appreciate every bits of you.
Isn't it wonderful how you can meet one person that changes your life for a time? Like no matter what, you can't imagine your life without that person and when they leave...it's like a piece of you left with him.
That's who you are to me and I miss you so much every single day. There isn't a day that passes by that I don't think of you. And I'm scared. I'm scared that you'll always be the one that got away and I'll never find someone that makes me feel the way you make me feel. Contented, significant, lovely. Emotions I hardly feel, but you made me feel them and I love you for it.
Just the thought of you can make me smile harder than talking to any guy can and I hope somewhere you're ...
He found me. In the midst of everyone who couldn't see, he found me.
You are all brilliant stars in this earth and I’m so pleased I exist at the same time as you. The world aligned for us. And that’s pretty incredible. Anything could’ve changed us being right here, right now.
So please know; I’m happy you’re here reading this and I’m glad I’m here writing this.
I’m annoyed at you. I’m so irate at you because you’re the reason I could never be honest with myself; and I was never scared of coming to anyone but you, it’s always you and how I’m doing it for attention and how you hate me because of it. You know what you did to hurt me so desperately and yet it’s always my fault isn’t it?
I know no one else has a problem with me not being a perfect girl but it’s you who act as if to be a friend then turn around and say the most revolting thing to me when I never even wanted to tell you. It’s always you. It was never him or them, it’s you who hurts the most. It’s you. It’s you who secretly reproves me and cries when I hide. It’s always you who gets to a...
Love, it's been awhile since the last time I saw you face to face. Your mere existence brought relief to me. Your smile gives light to my darkest day. Your eyes of brown calms my erratic heart. And your words of kindness delivers me to happiness.
But, now that your not here by my side tell me how will I live without taking a glimpse of your smile. Tell me how to breathe knowing you're not here to see it. Tell me how life will be without you. And please tell me how to move on?
I know I sound pathetic right now. It has been 4 years and 3 days since you let go of me. I know I should have moved on by now but knowing that you're the first person who made me realize how terrible I am to over...
Whatever you went through today, whatever demons you fought, whatever you felt or tried not to feel; I’m proud of you. Because you survived. You made it another day, another hour, another minute. You are a warrior and even if the world seems to be falling down around you- I’m rooting for you and I believe in you.
There's always something that we are scared of. A certain kind of anxiety felt by all of us. It creeps around within our worst nightmares. Burrowing from the unknown. And when it starts to kindle, it will gradually take away our happiness. Until the only thing that's left is...
A void is visible
Lifeless and soulless
This girl in front of you
Staggering to live
Living in this colorful world
Leaves her life white and black
This untamed feeling
Brings havoc to her veins
Looking in her eyes
Colds the entire person
Seeing the depths of her soul
Enough to damage someone's sane
She is left to be cold
Tied down in this light post
Thinking that light
Will shines up her life
As she unchained herself from the post
She walks in the chilly street
With a thought of what's next for her
In this colorful but bland world
(C) Mergen Originals: Unchained Visibilities
Nobody owns me. And no one will own me. Not now. Neither in the future. That’s the way it should be. I shouldn’t force myself to rely on others to hold me up. I don’t need their arms to surround me. Not all the time, at least.
I’m nobody's princess.
I need to fix myself before I can fix my relationship with other people; I need to love myself before I can give others; and I need to realize my worth and accept my flaws before looking at other's faults.
Mergen Originals: Princess
Where nymphs dwell
in mystic marshes
lit with hues of lavender
teal waters flow
and soft sunlight
illuminates the shadows
They hide in branches
and flitter among the leaves
they are the hum
that echoes on the winds
that twinkle of light
that sparks your imagination
What was it you saw
a tiny elf, a wood nymph
in the time just before dawn
as the twilight dwindles
they exist in our world
the briefest of moments
I looked back and saw myself
In the visage of a large glass.
I have not looked at it for a long time
My true self.
Living away from the crowd
Reflection. Perhaps, if I'm not
A mirror is blocked and the reflection is not mine
I'm forced to break the walls of the mirror
I ran to avoid
But as the mirror is exposed
I have found myself
Feeling the desire to wake up from the dream
Am I in the mirror or I'm just the reflection of my dreams
I can not miss!
I know the path
Out of the hall lurking
A monster that is kept inside
I need to be free
I need to break the falsified mirror to break away
I do not know who you are. Your life story is blank to me. I have no clue about your struggles nor any about your accomplishments. But, I do know one thing.
I know that you are a wonderful person. You need not to change for anybody. You are beautiful.
Girls, you don't need to put layers of make up to be called pretty. Just by existing that makes you pretty. Boys, you don't need to grow a beard or even have that bit of stubbles to be manly
Failure? I beg to differ. You are good enough, you are good at something, you are greater than what you think of yourself. Don't lose hope if you haven't discovered your talent. You'll find it.
And lastly, I want you to stay strong and ground...
Don't wander, let it rest.
You are your own person Jess.
Don't go swimming into deep waters.
Never plunge unto things that soon will withers
You don't need someone to be complete
This isn't a competition you need to contest.
This is about you, giving importance to yourself
Don't bother to look back, just go forth.
You are your own person Jess
Wonderful. A lovely miss.
One day he'll walk by,
And one day he's going to color your life.
Underneath the bright sun
Enchanted by dashing memories
Beneath the beautiful moon
Enthralled by smoldering present
Past the dazzling day
That will always stay in our hearts
Our journey progresses
Deep in the cold and blue night
This is for the dying
This is for the broken
This is for you who loved someone
But not given the love you deserved.
I was a fiery and giant flame, but he was a pouring rain. His waters killed my embers and I can't do anything about it. The reason for his life is the root of my sudden death but I will let it go for love is never selfish.
I will tell you a secret
Forever doesn’t exist
Neither love nor happiness
Either misery or pain
Lies were entail in you
From stories to poems
That love is magical
And goodness always win through
They don’t tell you everything though
Love is not that always
Love isn’t a party that you went all night
It’s the aftermath headache and nausea in the morning
Love is not an effective medicine
It is the knock-on effect
Love is not redemption.
Love is the depravity.