True love means…
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot…
…who calls you back when you hang up on him…
…who will stay awake just to watch you sleep…
…wait for the guy who kisses your forehead…
…who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats…
…who holds your hand in front of his friends…
…wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you…
…wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, “…that’s her, or that’s him”…

We both understood it as soon as we met,
Your smile- something i cant easily forget,
Our eyes spoke words our lips could not,
You entered my heart- my only weak spot,
Even at long distance you had me captured,
My mind spinning with thoughts enraptured,
Time passed frivolously as only it can,
Winter changed to Spring and the longing began.
I waited feverishly for our next meeting,
Time with you i treasured no matter how fleeting,
Our courting progressed at an endless pace,
I yearned for our first kiss and your sweet embrace,
And as i lay on your chest watching the stars,
I knew the only love i’d ever need was ours,
Finaly, after months of anxious waiting on both parts,
Our lips touched- creating a collision of two hearts.
A blissful period of happiness was what we created,
The mere mention of your name and my soul elated,
Those summer months of romance, passion and amour,
Left my body screaming declarations of adore,
My whole being shone bright in unbelievable bliss,
That was untill you returned home with a last goodbye’s kiss,
Yet, i knew as you’d promised, you would come back to me soon,
But still i felt like a dark winters night without its resplendent moon.
And now, only a few short months have passed,
I had no idea you could move on that fast,
And while my heart lies lifeless upon the ground,
Your out screwing her around,
Nothing iv’e ever felt has hurt like this,
I still dream about our very first kiss,
But, this is life; heartbreaks what you sign up for,
And I know in time i’ll heal, and learn to trust in love once more.


february 20, 2009
i feel so lonely without you texting me.. i hate not to feel my phone vibrating because of your messages.. i miss you and wanted to be with you.. but why can’t you think of a way to see me.. seems like your so busy doing something else or busy being with someone else..
i hope i can be with you, to see what you are doing and who’s with you.. but i just can’t..because you don’t even take time to be with me.. you’re like a song on a radio that wont get out of my head..
.. seems like i am taken forgranted by someone who isn’t worth having…

This time, This place
Misused, Mistakes
Too long too late
Who was I to make you wait
Just one chance
Just one breath
Just in case there’s just one left
‘Cause you know, you know, you know
I love you
I’ve loved you all along
I miss you
Been far away for far too long
I keep dreaming you’ll be with me
And you’ll never go
Stop breathing if
I don’t see you anymore

“Life without goodness, good thoughts, good actions and good words is like the sky in the night without the moon or stars.”
nEveR assUme tHat LOVE is eNouGh to mAke sOmeOne sTay or cOme bAcK to yOu.
bEcause wHen tHe pAin sTrIkes tHe heArt,
LOvE fAdEs aWay nO maTTer hOw gReaT it Was…
- (nahan ko).. so thought of reposting this.
- nice and i love it!! so true..
reblog ta kay tinuod hehhehe…. ^_^
Lessons on Life
There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge
things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look
at a pear tree that was a great distance away.
The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in
summer, and the youngest son in the fall.
When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe
what they had seen.
The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted. The second son
said no it was covered with green buds and full of promise.
The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so
sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen.
The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping
with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.
The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they
had each seen but only one season in the tree’s life.
He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season,
and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that come
from that life can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons are up.
If you give up when it’s winter, you will miss the promise of your spring,
the beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your fall.
Moral:
Don’t let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest.
Don’t judge life by one difficult season.
Persevere through the difficult patches
and better times are sure to come some time or later

Most of the things that we desire in life are expensive. But the truth is that the things that really satisfy us are absolutely free ….
- Love, Joy, Laughter and Friends…