.. You live what you believe in.
.. You live what you believe in.
And the flaws we have are worth fighting for.. Worth keeping for.
To my Moon and Stars,
It’s been a while.
There’s a lot of things I would have written if I had the chance of time. But eggs and bacons, keyboards and pens, then plates and sauce, bed and sheets..
It’s been a restless year for both us.
But the aftermath is when I have realized a lot of strings.
That there’s no such thing as a perfect relationship. (Well, I guess that’s a cliche.)
To think that I could freely peel off my flaws before your eyes, is something that I am proud of.
Like my little tantrums along the red bank, my fingers digging—no—excavating each letter on the keyboard, *haha*, and the most recent which was the notebook prank.. (And I am not proud of these shenanigans.)
But I am proud to say that I have someone who knows me and willing to see my flaws. Not to smudge it on my face but would tell me how wrong it was.
But I want to make it up. To cool down my temper.
And I want you to know that you’re my life size stress ball. Literally round and soft. 🥰😍🐻
Our arguments and disagreements were something I hated for a day or two. Sometimes a week or so. But I started to keep each fragment like a treasure. So when I look back when we get old, I have something in my pocket to laugh at. 🤗😂 You and your eyebrows crossing.
To my Moon and Stars
This is a simple reminder that I love you. And the flaws we have are worth fighting for.. Worth keeping for.
I love you.
“Not that big. But it hurts a lot. Not that much. But a lot.
But I’m so grateful that I have you.”
Everything was cluttered and my 24/7 was a robotic routine. Then I woke up one morning having a conversation with someone whom I would love for the next days of my crazy life.
I would be honest. I am enjoying what we have. It’s not that perfect, not every inch of it is a happy conversation; we’re starting to have arguments, and I don’t like what I feel, what I have felt, and to think of what I would feel.. But I like the idea of having arguments and silly conversations. It feels like growth.
Well in fact, yesterday, was one of those days.
I started to overthink.
Thinking that I might be a little bit too much (that I don’t talk too much). That if I do, I might over say it, and hurt both of us.
We have a lot of differences. I agree.
The Introvert meets The Extrovert.
I know and I was expecting little clashes and thunderstorms with our relationship because of those differences. I was surprised tho. That you were more aggressive on asking questions how we could work things out. And I appreciate that. It’s like telling me you love me more than how I behave towards silly stuff.
Silly stuff. When I start to create a trivial argument about you and your friends. Haha classic. I ran it like it’s a joke but yeah, I’m human. I get jealous too. I know you love and care for your friends, but you just have to love and care for me more. Or when those multi-colored hair characters start to dance on your screen and you seem to forget that I exist. Silly, but true. And I just thought, maybe it was just me.
But it hurts a lot when you seem not to listen and hear me talk about how rough my day was.. that I left my spoon and fork at home, that I’m having a hard time dealing with my fats, that I’m starting toasdfghjkl……………
Not that big. But it hurts a lot.
Not that much. But a lot.
And I’m sorry for being childish. I feel like a 26-year old kid. (haha)
Regardless of my silly thoughts, I am so grateful that I have you.
It’s almost a year since we started to count stars at night. Listen to raindrops and growling thunderstorms. We earned another year on our age. We celebrated the day of the fat guy in red who flies at night, and here we are. Another months to spend.
I hope by this time, I am more carefree. Carefree enough to tell you how I really feel.
So I could tell you what I like and what I don’t. So I could tell you how I feel. And how important you are to me. That sometimes, a simple hug could actually make me feel better. That a simple pat on my head could take away the bad mood I have on a certain day. That you are my fluffy bear and nothing would ever change that.
That you are my cookies, my coffee and my tea..
That I love you more than you know.
And I will love you, and wouldn’t stop until the moon say so.
It’s a rainy 7:47 in the morning of August 13, 2018.
Yeah, this was supposed to be future dated (next year). But I realized that if you want to say something, you have to do it now because tomorrow is never a promise. But we are all hopeful that it will be kept.
And I’m looking forward for another year.. and another year, and another year after that…until the sun becomes a white dwarf star. ❤
-Dapat hindi na kasali ‘tong picture na ‘to. Haha Pero gustong gusto ko talaga isali. Haha 😛 ❤ ❤ ❤ 🙂 peace!
Edited|With a HeART|
I love you.
It took me three months to finish what you’re seeing above. And don’t expect too much. Haha 😛 It was just a product of my sleepless nights or tiresome days. And it’s starting to stress me out because I can’t think of the stroke nor the color I would apply on the Moon and the space surrounding it.
Mali ba ko ng concept?
Magulo lang ba talaga ko mag-isip?
Or walang kwenta lang talaga yung kinulayan ko. Haha
O sadyang walang pwedeng magpuno ng nararamdaman ko.. habang iginuguhit ko ‘to.
A very interesting word.
Parang yung panahon na kinain mo yung cupcake na pinadala ng nanay mo para sa recess time niyo sa school.
Walang masyadong espesyal na handog ang post na ‘to.
Isa lamang ‘tong pagkilala sa salitang hiatus na nagsasabing hindi masamang magpahinga.
Lalo na kung pagod ka na.
(Kasi nasira ang dryer niyo at nagkataong ikaw yung nakatokang maglaba.)
Gumana ka na po. 😦 HAHA
Utang na le-erb.
|Photo credits|K. P.|
|A good friend will celebrate her birthday tomorrow|She took this photo a month ago|
|If she will be able to read my page|I would like her to know how grateful I am to be part of her life|
|I may not be the friend who always roll for millennial stuff|
|I love old times|I tend to love things that will grow old|
|A friend whom you would remember even if you turn 80|
|I may not be as showy as others|tagging stuff|social media alerts|
|But I always try my best to attach some strings to people I care about |A string that will get old eventually|
I will never forget when you handed me tons of sheets and I will always be grateful to know that someone like you, would actually see my efforts towards the people I care for.. to people I love.
Helping others is not easy for me. Because knowing people is not my skill. Knowing people is my fear. And I’m thankful because you have torn that fear and you let me become part of your life.
I always tell you that eyes never lie. And I’m sorry if I can’t help myself to speak about tears.. and pain.. But I know that you could get through all of it. You’ve shown enough courage. And you deserve pure happiness.
(Remember the day you had to leave that glass door?) I was really proud of myself that it didn’t brought me into tears. You wanna know why? Because in a short span of time, you’ve made me feel that you’ll never leave a shit out of me. That you’re ready to break walls, flaring your colored hair, just to see me because you’re my friend. And friends will never forget.
And yes it’s okay to cry. That maybe we can’t understand everything, but always remember that everything happens for a reason. That every single thing will fall in its own place. And everything will be fine.
Repay me nothing. Because I love what I do. And I would love to tease you more..to talk to you more often..to take more pictures of ourselves..to eat more..to start painting our plans.
I love hugs. Because hugs were meant for friendships.
You are vocal enough. And I could hear you from within. If you think I can’t hear you, kick the door, break some glasses, until I hear you. Until I see your eyes..then I will listen. Because I’ll never get tired to listen.
Simply because you are my friend. And no LOB could change that. Make sense? *hihi*
—–from your friend who has the same mental disorder as yours
P.S. I still love my tinapay with molds. But I love you more.
Happy Birthday To My Friend Who Makes My Life A Little Bit Louder!
“Dahil ang Pag-ibig ay masasabi kong isang napakagandang pagkukulang na masarap kulayan at nakatadhanang punan.”
February na naman! Hello sa mga may jowa, kunware may jowa, nangangarap magkajowa, at syempre sa mga nawalan ng jowa, mawawalan ng jowa at higit sa lahat.. Yung walang jowa! 🙂
(the term** haha!)
¤¤LOVE IS BLIND¤¤
Madalas kong marinig, makita ang mga katagang ito. Bulag nga ba ang Pag-ibig? Yung tipong nagkaroon na ng union ang pamilya, mga kamag-anak at mga kaibigan mo, kulang na lang isali ng nanay mo si Kapitan Tiyago sa samahan nila para lang ipamukha sayo na hindi siya karapatdapat para sayo. Kasi daw oso sya. (Bakit, cute naman yung oso ah?) Pero hindi kasi yun. Kahit anong sabihin nila, alam kong ang bawat isa ay may kanya kanyang sagot sa katanungang “BAKIT SIYA?”. At walang taong pwedeng magdikta kung sino ang bibigyan mo ng matamis na Oo or kung sinong liligawan/mamahalin mo.
¤¤LOVE IS DEAF¤¤
Bingi raw ang Pag-ibig. Kasi kahit anong sigaw mo, minsan hindi ka marinig. Hindi ka na niya naririnig..
“Punta ko ng Wonderland.”
“Ano?! The line is breaking. I’m with girls. Ano ulit?!”
“T*ngina! Mahal kita!”
“Mahal din kita.”
“Ano?! I’m with someone. Low batt na ko. Bye! ”
¤¤LOVE IS MUTE.¤¤
Yung tipong gusto mong ipagsigawang importante ‘tong tao sayo. Taong may espesyal na space. Pero nautot ka nalang sa katatago ng feelings mo. Kasi nga, Love is Mute. So kapag nagsama si Love is Deaf at Love is Mute.. Wala na. Wala ng pag-asa. (Ooops! Meron pa! Huwag kang bitter. Haha Habang nabubuhay, may pag-asa. 🙂 )
¤¤LOVE IS NUMB.¤¤
Ayan naaa. Manhid ka. MANHID KA!!! Hahahaha blog ko ‘to. :p
Sa lahat ng may minamahal, na kulang nalang gumulong ka ng isang daang beses sa harapan niya, kulang nalang ibigay mo yung Jupiter sa kanya, kulang na lang ibigay mo na yung ngipin mo para punan ang ngiti niya, kulang nalang.. kulang. T*ngina! Parang kulang pa rin. Hindi ka pa rin niya maramdaman. Ang tanong, MAHAL KA BA NIYA?
Tandaan. Sabi nga nila..
I LOVE YOU is not a question. It’s a statement. And it’s not meant to be answered.
Maybe it’s just meant to be felt.
BLIND. DEAF. MUTE. NUMB.
Maglilipana na naman ang kakornihan ng buong sanlibutan sa darating na Valentine’s Day. Pero kahit anong gawin mo, kahit anong pigil mo.. Ang araw na ito ay dadaan sa kalendaryo para ipaalala ang nakasanayang kahulugan ng araw na ito, Araw ng mga Puso. Puso na sumisimbolo sa Pag-ibig.
Isang salitang nagbibigay kulay sa buhay ng mga tao. Isang bagay na nagsisilbing paalala sa atin na tayo ay may pagkukulang. Na tayo ay may nakalaang espasyo para masabi nating, may mga bagay na hindi natin nakikita.. Sigaw na hindi naririnig.. Mga salitang hindi masabi.. At mga bagay na hindi natin maramdaman.
Pero hindi ibig sabihin nito na tayo ay punong puno ng pagkukulang. Isa lamang itong patunay na ang Pag-ibig ang pinakamagandang bagay sa mundo na pinagsasaluhan ng dalawang taong pawang may kapansanan ngunit hinding hindi ito magiging isang hadlang..
Dahil ang Pag-ibig ay masasabi kong isang napakagandang pagkukulang na masarap kulayan at nakatadhanang punan.”
-HAPPY VALENTIMES DAY! Haha Ay Valentine’s pala. 🙂 ❤ ❤ ❤ Ang araw na 'to ay para sa lahat. Para sa lahat ng taong may puso at nagmamahal. ❤
(SHOUT OUT nga pala sa kaibigan kong magbibirthday ngayong February 14! Huwag ka nang magtampo sa akin. Huhu Love pa rin kita kahit binubully mo ko. Kasi, may kapansanan ako. At isa ka sa pumupuno nun. 🙂 Hello sa inaanak kong pogi!)
¤¤¤Syeettt! Paano nga ba ulit magmahal? 😀 😛 🙂 ❤ …¤¤¤
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