Grilledhotdog&Mallows

First sincere I love you. :(

I wonder how the thoughts of you keep on coming back in times like these. I mean… you know.

These are the moments of hell in a life, where being “me” in my life is at the hardest.

When everything seems like a mess. When I am ready to turn my back on everything.

How come could the thoughts of you keep haunting me?

I can’t hold it. So I’ve decided to write this down.

I want to talk to you right now, so badly.

I’ve been tired for the last several days. My body, my mind, and my heart. I’ve been really exhausted.

I miss how you make me feel alright when everything isn’t okay.

And those days we were together seems like fresh flowers in my heart but withered ones in reality.

You’re such a sweet memory and I hate it that I can only call you “a memory” now.

Your name flashes on my mind when I am reciting the product constants of EDTA solution for my exam later.

I see your face in the face of every guy I see.

Your thoughts were tickling my mind. No. They’re haunting me.

I’ve fallen and this is the only time I’d admit this to you. As if you’ll be reading this.

What could be the reason? I don’t know. Could it be because….

You listen to me when I think nobody’s cares to do it even if I speak nonsense.

You were the only one who can make me smile when I am indeed troubled.

Your songs for me get in the beat of my heart every time I hear them.

I’ve shown you the worst of me and you haven’t only accepted it but loved it as well.

I ran away from you and you chased me.

I kept on running away from you and you never stop until everything between us is alright.

I wonder why you say sorry when we fight when I have been the one who’s wrong.

It’s funny that, we’ve never had a fight that was started by you.

I was like a baby for you. You loved me whole-heartedly and gave all the care you could give to make me safe and happy.

No. These reasons weren’t enough. You are much more than these. Much, much more than these.

And I’m afraid words would never be enough.

How can I keep myself from falling for you?

You wonder why I call you sponge bob.

You’re so cute when you rant about how sponge bob and you look differently.

It’s not the face. But it’s the heart. You’re like a sponge. Haha.

You are one of a kind.

You were the first man I’ve ever gave such love next to God.

And the saddest part is that I’ve pushed you away.

But things will never be the way it was before.

If you could only find and read this. If you would only dare to give time for it. If only God will give us one more chance.

I miss you. I love you. And you know what? I just realized that I am a big stupid thing to cause you such pain and let you go like that.

(got this from google)

i’ll be there someday!

sa minsan…

minsan man lamang magalaw ang blog na ito…
as if naman may mga interesado diba?
anasimulan mo na.
sana tapusin mo ito.

hahaha. habang ang panahon ay nadaragdagan
ng araw at gabi, siyang ikinababawas ng
kahalagahan ng lohikal na pag-iisip ng mga tao.

unti unti pinapatay natin ang sarili nating kultura,
sariling atin, ang wika..
ang ating literatura…
may pag-asa pa nga ba?

bakit kapag nagsalita ka ng ingles,
sosyal ka, magaling,
nakaaangat?
habang kung ikaw ay hindi marunong nito
kung ituring ay
para kang isang inutil na walang modo…
ayan ang konteksto sa makabagong henerasyon.
bakit baliktad?
di ba nasa Pilipinas tayo?
bakit hindi natin kaya ipagmalaki
ang pagiging tayo?
sagutin mo.
marahil nahihiya ka..
sa katayuan ng bawat isa dito.
pero di mo ba naisip
na ikaw rin ay isa sa mga dahilan?
panahon na para
imulat ang mata.
iyan ay ilan lamang sa mga dahilan kung bakit
nalulugmok sa ngayon ang Pinas.

ang mundo ay serye ng pagkilos,
bawat galaw ng kahit na isang tao ay makaaapekto
sa galaw na pangkabuuan.
ultimong pagpara mo sa dyip ay may nagagawang kaibahan,
ang mga kasunod na sasakyan ay titigil rin para mailulan ka ng dyip..

kumilos na tayo.. may magagawa naman tayo..
wag na tayo sumuko.
di ka ba natatauhan sa kabilaang
paglagpak ng lipunan natin?

sulong bayan.