Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Missing a Person

When can you say you miss a person?

Is it...
When everytime you see his place you would imagine his presence
When you see other’s smile you would remember his
When you hear someone’s voice you wished to hear his too
When you imagine his walk from someone else
When you mistook someone else as him
When you long for those little chit chat with him
When you remember those coffee breaks :)

When you would like to see again those stupid facial expressions
When you remember him even from a little “funchum” thing


...or maybe when you start to realize that your day will never be complete on his absence.

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Standing at the Edge of the Earth

by Blessed Union of Souls

I knew this moment would come in time
That I have to let go and watch you fly
I know you’re coming back so why I’m dying inside
Are you searching for words that you can’t find
Trying to hide your emotions but eyes don’t lie
Guess there’s no easy way to say goodbye

So I’ll be standing at the edge of the earth hoping that someday you’ll come back again
I’ll be standing at the edge of the earth hoping for someday

Don’t misunderstand what I’m trying to say
I don’t want to let you leave this way
I want you to know that I’ll stand by your side
And I know this may be the very last time that we see each other cry

But whatever happens know that I’ll be standing at the edge of the earth
Hoping that one day you’ll come back again
I’ll be standing at the edge of the earth
Hoping that someday you’ll come back to me
I’ll be praying for whatever it’s worth
Believing that one day you’ll come back to me
I’ll be standing at the edge of the earth… hoping for someday…

Waiting for someday, believing in someday
Praying for someday
I’ll be… longing for someday
Clinging to someday, cherishing someday
I’ll be… thinking of someday
Dreaming of someday, wishing for someday
I’ll be… living for someday
Counting on someday, knowing that someday
…I will see you

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Two Faced

When you are caught in a scene with two-faced, what shall you do? Call Batman…? maybe, when you are dreaming. But what if you are wide awake; far away from your fantasies?

A dear friend (for sure not a catwoman) was trapped in the poisonous arms of a two-faced. Everyone seems to be confounded by this antagonist; enchanted by the goodness he’d been showing every people that surrounds him. But then, the whole him is hidden beneath the half mask he is wearing.
Every ounce of his blood is stained with evilness; with tentacles as black as of Orsula.

When you are faced with this kind of person, how will you win? How will you fight? When all the people around you were imperious by this little Draco; believed that you are the little Miss Poison Ivy and him as the poor victim?

It is really hard to know the personality of one person. It takes more time and bonding with each other.

Friday, September 18, 2009

admiring a married person...

“thou shalt not commit adultery”
“thou shalt not covet thy neighbors wife”

Desiring a married person defies the two laws of God.
All of us Christians are very much aware of these two simple laws. Two person bind as one by the sacrament of matrimony will never be separated.
But are these laws applicable when desiring a married person …silently?

Coming from a broken family, the idea of falling on a married man is a great no no for me. I have experienced the pain of losing someone so precious; my bravest knight, my very sire. The crashing feeling of knowing you will never be the beloved little princess anymore – now that his majesty has already taken a new queen.
The concept as man taking many wives at a time is such a disgrace – moral degradation, a mortal sin, unforgivable; as the same way of a woman taking a married man as her intimate companion, or taking another man despite her marriage status.

With my views and experiences, how shall I judge myself then? ...when I found myself admiring a married man.

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From the busy corner of my career, he came. I never met him, no idea of who he is; no thought of his position. He was there, and I’m on my little chair thinking why I’m in this four corner walls having meeting with persons I don’t know.
It was my first week on my first job. I was assigned to assist a program on a critical project. He started to speak – authoritarian but friendly. I realize he was leading the team. Hmmm… that’s where I noticed his brilliance. A smart guy…
After the success of that certain project, he was out of the way. He became invisible then. He was there, and I’m on my little front corner desk – separated by our own individual world. :)

Ages passed…

He walked again into my life – on the time when my heart had given up to someone who I realized will never be mine again. He passed in front of me with his cute gestures (duh… no comment please); he started to smile on my way; he begin to create conversation (FC in short); what’s next?

“I curse you for being so sweet and so kind… Now I know you’re the dangerous type; yet, your face and smile tattooed in my mind”


“I don’t want to fall into pieces; I just wanna sit and stare at you.”

Thursday, September 17, 2009

A friendship love that turns to be a love for a man…

Research says a feeling called “love” only last for 18 months. Beyond that, it is not a feeling but an effort and decision to continue what you feel.

Fifth year college it was when I knew I am falling for him; yet too strong to deny my feelings; too weak to admit it to myself. That was more than two years ago. I was hoping what I felt for him will disappear someday as I know feelings won’t last that long. 18 months has passed and I tried not to mind him – erased him from my every thought; yet he still lives.

I don’t know what he did to me, but since we parted, I can’t stop thinking about him. Every man that comes I compared to him. He is the reason why I put up myriad excuses in fulfilling my covenant with JC.
I just realized I’m still hoping he’ll come back; but I know he’ll never be. I can’t absorb the reality that I am yearning for nothing.

It’s been so long now, but why is he still on my mind? I sometimes think “love potion”? stupid to say that! A man I took for granted, a man I never thought I would fall for, a man I did cry for.

Insane, I gave him hanky before to test the belief if that would bring tears to the receiver; I proved it wrong. It is I who cried not him.

I missed him. I miss everything about him; his smiles and his actions, the way he cared and the way his eyes speak.


~2.17.2009