untitled December 10, 2007

You pretend you don’t see me…

You pretend you can’t hear me…

You pretend i didnt matter…

You simply pretend you didnt care…

You pretend your having the time of your life

All tied up, that’s why you suddenly left me out

You pretend its only a game

You’d say when to get in and decide when to get out

I’d say i can see you, hear your voice… a laugh or a two

I’d say you still matter… I’d say I still care

I’d say I am having a good life, not better but this is life

I’d say life is not a game, haven’t u realize… we dont even get a single time-out.

I’d say Life is “not” nothing you can always pretend

If you do that.. wake up your missing a lot.

[ original date of posting nov 5'06]

‘hmm tagal na din pala … i am reposting it for the fact that i was wrong back then.  I didnt made this with the thought of someone in mind but the truth is I was talking about MYSELF after all.

It happens when it happens December 10, 2007

everything happens for the best, even it it doesnt seem that way in the beginning. i can say now that time per se does not necessarily heal.  people can go on for years mourning loss.  it’s only in accepting what you’ve been dealt with and learning to have a new relationship with life that slowly leads to healing.

love comes when you’re not looking.  when you’re happy and secure with yourself, you exude an aura that positively attracts people around you.  embrace life and love somehow finds you.  if you remain feeling hopeless and sorry for yourself. searching desperately for love, you emit an aura that may not exactly draw people to you for the right reasons.

for those who knew my story… learn from my heartache  and live life knowing that love is not static.  you cannot box life in, cling on to it, and try to make it perfect.

for those who doesnt know my story… i got a better one now

It happens when it happens. Live it, Learn from it, and Enjoy it.

Truth about Me December 10, 2007

• She doesn’t know who she is.

• She forms herself from the opinions of others.

• She sees in the mirror the face of a stranger.

• Who would change this with love.

• Who would show her the person she really is.

• Who would show her the face in the mirror is her.

• Who would show her her beauty,

• Her inner divinity,

• Her glory and wonder.

• And as she protests,

• Place a finger so tender

• Upon her lips.

• To show her the Truth,

• and finally make her Believe.