Have You Ever Wondered... (repost)

Have you ever wondered which hurts the most... Saying something and wishing you hadn't?, or saying nothing and wishing you had?

I guess the most important things are the hardest things to say. Don't be afraid to tell someone you love them. If you do, they might break your heart... if you don't, you might break theirs.

Have you ever decided not to become a couple because you were so afraid of losing what you already had with that person? Your heart decides whom it likes and whom it doesn't. You can't tell your heart what to do. It does it on its own... when you least suspect it, or even when you don't want it to.

Have you ever wanted to love someone with everything you had, but that other person was too afraid to let you? Too many of us stay walled up because we are too afraid to care too much... for fear that the other person does not care as much, or even at all.

Have you ever denied your feelings for someone because your fear of rejection was too hard to handle? We tell lies when we are afraid... afraid of what we don't know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what will be found out about us. But every time we tell a lie, the thing we fear grows stronger.

Life is all about risks and it requires you to jump. Don't be a person who has to look back and wonder what they would have done, or could have had.

What would you do if every time you fell in love you had to say good-bye?

What would you do if every time you wanted someone they would never be there?

What would you do if your best friend died tomorrow and you never got to tell them how you felt? (even if it is that you don't care anymore)

What would you do if you loved someone more than ever and you couldn't have them?

What would you do if you never got the chance to say I am friends with all of my family and they know I love them?

People live, but people die. I want to tell you that you are a friend. If you die tomorrow (God Forbid), you would be in my heart. Would I be in yours?

To someone special....you are slipping away because of her, at night you call out for me because you feel the ache that seems to be the greatest.... you don't have to cry out for me... i will always be there for you... to love you... to hold you in my arms... to protect you from all harm... to protect you from hurting your self....i love you, i know you love her, but i will just be here just for you....

Q & A about L-O-V-E

1. Define Love
love is unexplainable.

2. Do you believe in the saying that goes "First love never dies?
yup, i can relate... see previous blog

3. How do you know when it's really love?
don't know, but its really a magical feeling.

4. What' s your opinion about the saying "LOVE IS BLIND?"
in a sense, its true. you do everything for the sake of your love.

5. Will you do everything for the person you love?
don't ask... i did it already.

6. Will you ever fall in love with your best friend?
can't tell, maybe...

7. Do you express your feelings openly?
not really, but i'm trying... that's what i've learned... you should know how to express your feelings.

8. Do you have a girlfriend/boyfriend!?
emotionally attracted to someone but not in a relationship.
in other words, he doesn't love me back.
in reality... he's just not that into me!

9. Do you wanna meet his/her parents?
why not... his mom was my gradeschool teacher.

10. Is it possible for you to fall in love with an older man or woman?
don't know...

11. a younger man or woman?
don't know as well, maybe...

12. How hard is a break-up?
it depends. if you really love that person, then its really so hard to deal with. but if not, just so-so.

13. Are you a heartbreaker?
nope, i'm broken hearted...

14. What do you do after a break-up?
honestly, i've never been in a serious relationship. so, if ever... just try to move on.

15. Do you swear never to fall in love again?
i tried my best not to love him anymore but its really hard for me. actually, i would like to fall in love again...

Letting Go... (reprinted)

Why do we have to part while thelove is still there? Why do we have to suffer? Why do we have to cry when somebody bids goodbye? Why do beginnings have an end? Why do we have to meet only to lose in the end?

There are questions left unanswered, words left unsaid, letters left unread, poems left undone, songs left unsung, love left unexpressed, promises left unfulfilled. In a relationship, one of the hardest things todo is saying goodbye and letting go. It is as hard as breaking a crystal because you'll never know when you will be able to pick up the pieces again. More often than not, they who go, feel not the pain of parting: it is they who stay behind that suffer, because they are left with memories of a love that was meant to be, a love that was.

At the beginning and at the end of a relationship, we are embarrassed to find ourselves alone. Unfair as it may seem, but that's the way love goes. That's the drama, the bittersweet and the risk of falling in love. After all, nothing is constant but change. Everything will eventually come to its end without us knowing when, without us knowing how, without us even knowing why. And we must forget not because we want to but because we have to.

In letting go, sorrows come not as a single spy but in batallion. It seems that everywhere you go, everything you do, every song you hear, every turn of your head, every move of your body, every beat of your heart, every blink of your eye and every breath you take always reminds you of him. It's like a stab of a knife, a torture in the night.

Funny how the whole world becomes depopulated when only one person is missing. Just imagine, there are billion people on earth and yet it seems you feel lonely and empty without the other. I don't know if it's worth calling an art, but letting go entails special skills sparkled with a considerable space and time. Time heals all wounds but it takes a little push on our part. Acceptance plays a part.

Not all love stories end with "...and they live happily ever after." Sometimes we have to part because of circumstances beyond our control. We have to suffer if it would mean happiness for others. We have to cry to temporarily let go of the pains.

Every beginning has its end like every dawn has its dusk. It's something we can't control, something we had to live up. It's over. He's gone. But life has to go on. Goodbye doesn't always mean forever.

There will always be a place and time where questions will be answered, words will be spoken, letters will be read, poems will be recited in the night, songs will be sung in harmony, love will be expressed in solitude and promises will be fulfilled.

Somewhere...

Somehow...

Someday...

"Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is the art of letting go"

You're In Love

Open the door and come in
I'm so glad to see you my friend
Don't know how long it has been
Having those feelings again.
And now I see that you're so happy
And ooh, it just sets me free
And I'd like to see
Us as good of friends
As we used to be

Chorus:
Aah, my love,
Aah You're in love
That's the way
It should be
'Cause I want you to be happy
You're in love and I know
That you're not in love with me
Ooh it's enoughFor me to know
That you're in love
Now I'll let you go
'Cause I knowThat you're in love
Sometimes it's hard to believe
That you're never coming back to me
I've had this dream that you'd always be by my side
Oh I could have died.
But now I see that you're so happy
And ooh, it just sets me free.
And I'd like to see
Us as good of friends
As we used to be

(Chorus)
I tried to find you but you were so far away
I was praying that fate would bring you back to me
Someday, someday, someday...
Ooh, you're in love

why i love him...


there's this guy that i super duper love.. i really don't know why... i met him when we were in gradeschool (come to think of it... i'm already 25 years old and yet, i'm still talking about him). back to the story, we were classmates in grade 6 and he admitted that he had a crush on me at that time. i also had a crush on him but since we were still young then, i just let my feelings pass, thinking it was just some kind of a usual puppy love that will come and go. i admit, i was really happy to go to school then. he's so funny, he made me laugh and at the age of 11, i feel so special... there's the feeling of security that no matter what, i know i have him by my side. sadly though, things change and people do. after gradeschool graduation, we parted ways... went to different schools and we did not have the chance to talk. anyways, what do you expect, we were so young then. and i really don't know if the feeling was mutual.

and then, some time in college, my gradeshool friends decided to have a get-together. i was very eager to join them, of course, i'm expecting that i will see him there too. but truly, unexpected things do happen. yes, he was there... but he was with his girlfriend who happened to be one of our batchmates as well. i was so hurt!!! and since no one from my friends know how i feel for him, i just kept the ache all by myself (talk about being a masochist!). after that incident, i realized that i just don't have a crush on him.. i really love him indeed!

since i cannot keep it anymore, i eventually shared to some of my friends how i feel for him. they were somehow shocked to know that i fell for him. and since i love him that much, i find ways to be close to him. first, i tried to ask for his number, hoping that texting or sending him messages will bring back the old flame. unfortunately and obviously, it did not! we really havent had the chance to communicate and then he changed numbers... i stopped texting him from then on.

and being a courageous person that i am, i searched for his account on one of the online groups, and then i sent him a message. on that message, i confessed how i feel for him. told him that i do not expect anything and that i just want to express how i feel. i just don't wanna be bothered with "what ifs" and "could have beens" that's why i sent him the message. and being the conceited beast that he is, he told my friends about my so-called confession. so now, all my friends knew that i love him. i really hate what he did! he's so conceited... so arrogant!

after i learned that he told about it to my friends, i again sent him a message. this time, i told him how arrogant and conceited he was. i was really so upset and frustrated! fortunately, he replied to my message. he said sorry if he somehow offended me. honestly, i was happy to hear that from him. but i did not bother to reply anymore. i told myself that its already over! i really need to let go of him, to move on, and to go on with my life...

to be continued...

I'VE HAD ENOUGH

for you...

No, don't try to reason with me, this is too much.

I will try not to think of you when I wake up in the morning and ask myself if somehow you are also awake.

I have my own life to live and my own life to think of.

No, I won't even think of you while I'm eating my lunch wondering if you're doing the same thing, because sooner or later, I know you will.

No, never again will I go to the comfort room and lock myself in just to have some privacy to piteously think of you, cry or do some silly things because of you.

And no, never will i again think of you last when I go to sleep. Sleep is my only rest, so please don't plague me in my dreams.

I am moving on...

I'll try to wake up in the morning and smile and think not of why you left but that once you've stayed.

And if I feel the need to cry, it will not be for the future that we could have, not for the regrets that I have nor of the anger that i feel, but I will cry because of a love that I never was able to share with the one man I felt it for.

I will cry for the love that was lost, and not for the man who left.

I will give my affections to someone who is need of it, but not my heart because I still am trying to get it back from you.

I will give him the love that you never wanted, the kiss that I so longed to give you and the words that once were yours.

I'll try to hold back the tears when I think of you.

I'll just try to smile...

I am moving on...

and hoping that the next thing would be...

letting go...