Sunday, February 28, 2010

facebook. find me


this elderly couple i found on the way up.
the man, in his stature - walking in his comfort.
the woman, in her comfort - finding her stature.

when you have their hands intertwined this way,
you stop and think how truly simple it is to have yourself in love after so long:
the simple gestures, the smallest acts, the largest effects.

shapes


a circle, square and all the other shapes are redundant.
they lead you back to the same point you begin with.

that's not how my life should be.
that's not how it's meant to be lived.
tomorrow, we make a new shape.

the ones without ends.

those 3 hours


it's not even tomorrow yet, and you already love me.
:)

veev


you know i'll love you tomorrow cause you're already there.
(:

fei

randomly thinking


it's so easy to forget someone when you have someone else's tongue down your throat.
that's our culture today.
discrepancies

with this, you feel like you're never really there, nor are you really here to begin with.

you're just floating.

drive drive drive.


come on.
i'll look for my old suitcase and we can hit the road just like that.

i'll try and swerve the car right into this sun. we'd go blind but i think the rain will give us a little more sight.

at night, we'd lie on beaches and talk about the stars and how we'd give them the names of our sons and daughters.
we'll find out if this was meant for built.


i'm a dirty mess.
and yeah, i'm tired of myself.

as you said goodbye.


if we share the same thought, we've found compromise.
as much as if we share the same opinion, we've found agreement.
to that, if we share the same virtues, we've found belief,
and if we share the same heart, we've found eternity.

share with me this day, and tomorrow, i'll make them all yours.

Saturday, February 27, 2010

opening these eyes


you call this feeling inappropriate, but have you understood this different heartbeat on a string ?

sleep well, darling.


at the first catch of sunrise, there will be this shade of shadows hovering across this dark room.
through curtains, particles of dust will swarm from corner to corner.
ghost will roam between these walls - who we may never know.
and the first breath we catch will signify this new day.

and then, there is you, between the covers of these red and white sheets.
resting on pillows.

today will be a good day.

ahhh. nipples.


some say we need a way out of death, a substitute, a placebo and a form of belief.

i say we need something to simply show us how to live.

crash and burn


i know you're tired baby.
but you've got the whole world waiting on you.
and you're gonna keep the world spinning with that life of yours.

to marylin.


as of now, i don't really know you.
what you sound like, the things you like and dislike and the finer details of you.
although, i may have a rough idea to how you may look like, i think you'd look really pretty from my own point of view.

i have a confession to make.
i hardly feel like myself these days for some reason.
yet, when i think of you,
you somehow put a stop to my heart. like how she did to mine.
thinking about you makes me stop and wonder about life.
and what an achievement to have you with us.

you may find this strange, but i do want to get to know you more,
to love you like i have been loved.
to teach, nurture and do the right things in life for you.
i've never said this to anyone i have yet to meet before, but i know i'll love you.
we both do.


until we meet,
dad

this noise


we're all born into this world of hate which exists outside our homes.
yet we're all learned and thought to love.

just because i refuse to raise my hands, doesn't necessarily depict the truth in peace
yet, i want to know peace from the inside out;
today, tonight and tomorrow.

jump.


i need to feel alive.
can you breathe that sort of light ?

Friday, February 26, 2010

Evelyn.


come down and reach for me. touch my hand. hold me close. i want to feel the edge of your fingertips. that slightest touch of your skin against mine.

and in the way it's held so close, i can almost feel your breath. breathe me in.
let's attempt to be one tonight. the world may move in its ways, but let's remain this way.

come down and reach for me. i need you.
it's amazing how you fulfill me.

all i ever want to say to you:

i still remember you the way it all began.

driving


tonight, i will perish in a car crash .

and so, the first image flashing will be you.

accompanied with a thought of you:
for the first time, I thank God you aren't here with me tonight.

this void


we can never be certain, but to be completely submerged in this idea of love, i guess we have to be completely void at first. or even possibly be made void.

i have a lover


i have a lover waiting across this ocean for me
and you know this kind of love is never easy.

though, what isn't easy now, will seem like a piece of cake later.
a cake we will both enjoy for this future.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

youu.


through a study of a world-wide census, there is an estimate 6.7 billion people in the world today, mixed between genders of both species we call homo sapience.
although, often times, either one gender are a little more confused than the other.

several continents create nations, breaking down to geographical states.
in different regions, there are stereotypical views on how certain female species would look more attractive than the other - based on those locations.

out of that 6.7 billion - and rising - i cannot deny that almost half or slightly more are made out of that species we call, woman.


out of those staggering figures, i've made up my mind and have decided.
i only want you to populate this planet with.

excuse the jargon.
i want you.

i'm asleep. tomorrow


if ever, i would put all your lies in a jar and keep it safe.
and in the appropriate time, feed them to the mouths of demons.

i won't break you. as these demons have already broken me.

johnny cash sang it with hurt


just like you, i have my doubts and fears.
just like you, i know that i'm imperfect.
just like you, i know that what has occurred cannot be accounted for this future.
just like you, i die inside sometimes.

just like you, i want love to conquer all. whatever love may seem to be.

chase this shadow


love and hate co-exist. in a state where you never get to decide who supremely reigns.

like one element over to the next, they are at war. we are merely pawns of decisions.
the fight begins at day break and wages till your head finds slumber at night.

and when your day begins, again, like it never ends, you are forced to make your stand; pick a side.



would you love more today ? or perhaps allow yesterday's hate to linger ?

ilvou


i think there's something strong in the way you say, i love you.

it makes me want to please you will all my life, body and soul.

just cause it's blue


i have swam many different seas, lakes and waters.
into the deep ends as shallow cracks and curvatures of this elements.

yet, when i am submerged into this water, it actually feels like i'm flying.

the way i am


and suddenly there was this particular song which reminded me of you, it's melody, the lyrics, the rhythm.

most of all, i was reminded of how you sang it to me.


i miss you tonight.
and now, it begins to hurt a bit

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

i think


i think the idea of love is simple:

love and be loved in return.
and do it everyday until you cease to exist.
and do it to the very best that you can.
even if you think you won't be loved in return.


i dare you to move.

i'm kind of wondering


i noticed you starring right through this stained glass.
i caught you in your most vulnerable when your eyes gave your mind away; i knew it was you.

i knew it was wrong, i knew it was dirty.
but i didn't realise till know that this stained glass was your heart.

this is without


hello self-confidence, i don't think i know you today.
and i'm sure you're not anywhere near this door.

but i know you'll be back sometime tomorrow, perhaps ? maybe. i hope.
come back home soon. i need to go out and play

this 3am perfume.


betrayal is a cut so deep, your scars are only fragments of what you have left to your concept of trust.

please don't do this to me. ever

Tuesday, February 23, 2010


the simple pleasures of life have become more apparent when i hear your smile and see you laugh.
i thank the heavens for such a blessing.

and i know that there's gotta be more to life than this; something we will have to both discover, seperatelly now, together soon.

stargzing.


i saw a burst of constellations in your eyes
even though it lasted only a moment - it was enough for me.

i'm gamed on starring at those constellations until my stars burn out bright.
stay with me, tonight.

i love you, Veev.

this fear you won't fall.


whoever said it was easy obviously lied to you.

but those who said you'd make it believed in you before you did.
and i know they weren't lying.



let's open these eyes and allow acceptance to breathe

Gabriel.


there are ways to how a heart can ache that only God can understand.
and what He understands, He can heal.
If only you ask.

where is your faith ?

Monday, February 22, 2010

let me write you a song


i could die a thousand sunsets, yet plead for only one sunrise if it was only meant to be embraced with you.
there can be no other like you, for today, you have touched this heart and have allowed these lips to smile.

how can we afford to worry about tomorrow when we are who we are today ?

putting today into perspective


your love is strong
simply because you stand today.

you walked today.

you decided on something today.

you acted today.

your love is strong
simply because you're here today.

we are once in a lifetime.


in this dream, i saw an old man catch a small rain cloud. complete with rain, thunder, and lightning.
he came up to me and invited me to touch the cloud and feel it.
at the edge of my fingertips, soft it was. somewhere between cotton and felt.
in laughter and in joy, he expressed it to me.
almost in a very mocking way.

Why such joy in such a strange event ?

right now, i think it metaphorically meant that in all his years of living, he finally has control over the storms of his life.

and he was provoking me with question in whether i had the same ?

nights


waking up to things like these only makes you hate yourself & wonder.

randomly at 2


a little pain is good sometimes, it reminds us physiologically that we're still alive.
as it encourages us mentally to be bear and move away from it.

in defence, if we weren't in pain, we'd be dead instead.
in death, there is no pain.

you pick your side.

you can't silence this.


on reading about hope, love and forgiveness, i cannot deny it anymore:

love is the answer.
and it's not the kind the world has made it to be.

in surrender to divine love, i will find my strength.
jon foreman.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

the flower shop never closes


with our passion, it gives birth to talents which can in some outstanding way, touch the lives of those without direction.

passion is what keeps you going. my passion drives my desires, and my desires drive me to you

for her



it's simple yet difficult; the oxymoron:

don't give up hope.
there's a miracle waiting to be discovered everyday.
whether you wait for it or pursue it,
if it's yours, it's yours; one way or another.

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a heartless romantic


it's been said many times, over countless times, past this centuries beyond and will be even after -

i'm always yours.

today we are whole again.




if life was made easy for us, we wouldn't understand suffering.

thus, we wouldn't and couldn't possibly appreciate joy and happiness.

and we wouldn't work our ways to pursue it.


hello, suffering and loneliness, be my friend. and i will teach you what it is to be filled with joy and company.

finally.


had enough of all this.
time to grow up and find some other kind of fun.

Saturday, February 20, 2010

i miss you. bitch,.


you don't truly know someone until you wipe the tears off their cheeks.

hello, hurricane .


i will walk through this storm without the umbrella because i know there must be a reason for this rain.

desperate


today, i wake up needing to know your name again and everything about you that makes me tick.
this is a heavy feeling.