You are my Sunshine

I fall for you every day

And long for your love

My thoughts about you

Paint the stars across the dark

You are my moonlight

My sunshine

.. even at night.

๐Ÿป๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ’•

I love you โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ

Madami. ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ญ

Sobra. ๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒป

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A Letter to Him

“I miss you deep…”

 

 

Love, I know we’re apart, and our skies show a different time. But always remember that every inch of you.. contours great memories.

There’s no poem. There’s no picture.

This is plainly me, telling you I love you more than the distance

we have now.

 

It’s a heartache that I don’t have a big fluffy pillow whenever I’m tired from work. You’ve always been my comfort corner,

my tear-wiping counter,

and my bedtime storyteller;

who always make sure that I’ll be getting a good night sleep.

(But don’t worry, your scent allows me to snore. I live in your cabinet now, just to let you know. *haha* together with your mother’s love. ๐Ÿ™‚ย  )

 

 

But hey, I want to thank you for all the hardships,

every effort

and happinessย you’ve brought.

You’re one of the reasons now why I keep on going even if I feel restless, and weak sometimes. You would always tell me that everything will be okay. You’ve always been theย Mr. Optimisticย I knew from the very start of our relationship.

And I’ll be okay because you would sort things out for me;

you would answer every unanswered question I have.

(Though sometimes it’s totally a black hole, still you never get tired of answering those questions.)

 

 

Thank you, baby.

|…|

 

And I’m not gonna lie, I miss you deep.

But I chose to love you more rather than pampering what I feel.

Yes, I soak my face to my work desk, I don’t mind calling every singe customers.. because once I get up and hang up the black phone, my heart starts to ring.. and it calls you.

(That’s cheesy, but true.)

That’s when I decided to start living in your cabinet so it would remind me of your scent that lingers every now and then.

 

I’ll always pray, asking Him to keep you safe on your journey.

 

Take your trip as an adventure not just to explore the beauty of the blue. But to learn more about life as a full grown individual, who always think about his family;

who knows how to love;

who knows how to make people happy;

who knows how to get some free souvenirs *haha*;

someone who knows about tears..

someone who knows about fears..

someone whom I loveย  since day one.

 

 

I promise that I will take good care of myself. I would always try my best to eat on time. I will be loyal, to you and to your shirts. *haha* I will take care of Tsoknat and Konan.

I will be with Auntie and Uncle each time.

(Not every day, but each time.)

 

And I will love you.

Araw araw.ย 

Madami yan.

Sobra.

 

V|9.8m/s2

No title, Just You and I

 

 

“Not that big. But it hurts a lot.ย Not that much. But a lot.

But I’m so grateful that I have you.”

 

 

poi2

 

08|13|2018

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.

ย We have a lot of differences. I agree.

 

The Introvert meets The Extrovert.

 

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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 questionsย  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.ย  ย 

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.ย 

 

poi4

 

|…|

 

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.

 

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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.

๐Ÿ™‚

It’s aย  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.ย 

 

And I’m looking forward for another year.. and another year, and another year after that…until the sun becomes a white dwarf star. โคย 

P.S.

-Dapat hindi na kasali ‘tong picture na ‘to. Haha Pero gustong gusto ko talaga isali. Haha ๐Ÿ˜›ย  โค โค โค ๐Ÿ™‚ peace!ย 

poi5

 

Edited|With a HeART|

I love you.ย 

Madami.

Sobra. ๐Ÿ™‚

 

 

|9.8m/s2|

Kwentong UV Express

Naalala ko ang malagim na gabi kung saan sinalo ako ng mga chicharon ni Camille (Mercy’s Chicharoom, machalapp haha) nang mahulog ako pababa ng UV. Pero muli kong napatunayan na may mabubuting nilalang pa sa mundong ibabaw bukod sa mga nagmamahal sa atin. Thanks man! (Wala ng masyadong stress sa isang gabing bayani baka may magtampo haha)

Eh yun na nga. Buhay naman ako. Wala na ang mga galos at sugat. Wala na rin ang mga pasa.

Minsan may mga pangyayari sa buhay na hindi natin inaasahan.

 

Madadapa. Mahuhulog.

Nang hindi mo namamalayan.

Masakit. Madiin.

Sa una makikita mo lang ang sugat.

Pero habang tumatagal nararamdaman mo na unti unting binabalot ng sakit ang mga sugat. Na kahit anong gamot ang ilagay mo, para kang dinudurog.

Pero sabi nila, pinapagaling ng panahon ang lahat.

 

At kasabay ng paggaling ng mga sugat mo, unti unti kang natututo. Na hindi lang naman sakit at peklat ang dala ng mga galos.

Minsan sa likod ng mga sugat, ay ang mga taong patuloy na nagpapangiti ng ating mga labi.

 

Yung pamilya mo.

Kaibigan.

Minsan stranger.

Minsan mataba. ๐Ÿ™‚ โค ๐Ÿ˜›

 

-ayy landeee :*

9.8 m/s2|V

Little things

Odd to think and I have to say I’d always wonder how little things could make us ponder.. then make us forget. Could keep us awake all night.. then sing us a lullaby in the morning. Could make our hearts pound so fast.. or it could make it stop.

Little things that could make people happy, feel loved and alive.

Little things that could make people sad, feel unloved and cry.

I guess that’s how magical little things work with our lives. It simply reminds us how vulnerable we are from things that make us human.. things that make us whole and empty.. sane and crazy.. things that give us happiness and pain.. memories and change..

But the most important is.. is the thought of having a strand of chance that things would work.. the thought that at the end of the day everything will be okay.

..the thought that little things will keep us going because it’s never a crime to feel in such way.

To one of my little things na busy-ing busy sa series niya. ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ Kumain ka na ba? Wala ka na namang T-shirt!

Bati na tayo ha.

Huwag mong kakalimutan na mahal kita.

Madami.

Sobra.

๐ŸŽ„๐Ÿ„๐ŸŽ†๐Ÿ„๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ„๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿ„โ›ช๐Ÿ„๐ŸŒป๐Ÿ„…