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Posted 22 April 2007 - 10:03 AM

got this sa spam folder ko sa yahoo mail...
from a woman seeking for her soulmate.
desperate? yeah...i think so too...
but there's something...i don't know how to put it... :unsure:
i just have to admire her faith in love and its magic...
but i wonder where this will all take her... :rolleyes:

I hope to be heard by my Special man!
I am sending my message via Internet calling for love like the person lost in the desert island in the middle of the ocean throws the message in the bottle calling for help!
I am sending this message as it is my last hope to find my happiness!
I am intelligent and pretty and I have a wonderful family and many friends but there is one very
important thing missing in my life that prevents me from being happy!
My life is empty without the only one who is meant for me by heaven - my soul mate!
My goal is to find HIM all around the world whatever it may cost me!
I know that the man who is meant to be with me will get my message sooner or later- he will come and find me!
Here is my homepage http://loveandonly.com/winking
You should know that I am waiting for you and will keep the hope in my heart until you find me.

If you think you got this letter by mistake - please, just delete it at once!

The best of luck


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Posted 25 April 2007 - 01:22 PM

i haven't seen chuck dy write lately. i guess he's on an indefinite sabbatical. i remember him writing an article about "the one". this one liner seemed to have anchored itself in the deep recesses of my thoughts...

Finding the One, True love is like looking for a needle in stack of needles. You get pinheads and pricks.


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Posted 25 April 2007 - 06:25 PM

Falling In Love

When we are in love, the person we love cannot be compared with or replaced by anybody else. S/he is unique, the only living being capable of giving us joy. No one else we meet, not even our favourite film star, would satisfy us. If our beloved is not there, the world turns arid and empty. A person in love, toying with a daisy and playing at “S/he loves me, s/he loves me not”, knows that nothing will be strong enough to uproot their love. Yet at the same time the fear exists that the loved one may be seduced and carried away by someone else. For this reason the lover keeps on asking: “Do you love me?”, and never tires of hearing the same reply: “Yes, I do”. This is the one and only landmark in the lover’s world. The whole universe has changed its pivot and now revolves exclusively around the loved one. This love is a precondition for any other desire, any other activity.

A person in love is in an extraordinary condition, living on a high, in a state of ecstasy. Plato considered falling in love a delirium inspired by the gods, a divine madness, like artistic inspiration and the gift of prophecy. A person in love sees everything transfigured - nature, the air, rivers, lights, colours are all brighter and more intense. Lovers feel drawn by a cosmic force towards their goal and destiny, and the contradictions of everyday life lose meaning. They feel like slaves or prisoners, yet happy and free at the same time. They suffer and are tormented, but would never want to stop loving.

Falling in love acts on psyches like heat on metals. It makes them fluid and incandescent so they can mix and flow into each other and take on new shapes which then solidify. Love makes people malleable, it moulds them, modifies them and welds them together. In this way it produces strong bonds that can withstand trauma, conflicts and disappointments.

We can fight against love, reject it and make every effort to stay away from the people we love in an attempt to forget them. We can deem them bad, wicked and cruel, and we can even hate them. We can see love as an illness and torment ourselves with doubt and jealousy. Yet love ticks on just the same. It takes us over and masters us. It is something that goes against our better judgment or succeeds in swaying it. Even when we are treated badly by our loved ones, we are always ready to find excuses. We think that, if we were able to touch certain strings in their hearts, changes would take place. When we are in love we are convinced we know our loved ones better than they know themselves. And we think that they could not fail to love us back if they really knew themselves.

Even if falling in love is a short-lived experience, it makes us think we will be in love forever, come what may. It brings the words of the marriage vows spontaneously to our lips: “I take you... for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part”.

Falling in love makes us love our loved ones for what they are, so that even defects, failings or illnesses are bearable. When we fall in love, it is like opening our eyes. We see a wonderful world and our beloved appears to us as marvellous. Every being is perfect, unique, unmistakable. So we are grateful to our loved ones for existing, because their existence enriches not only us but the whole world. Propertius writes: “Tu mihi sola domus, tu Cynthia solo parentes omnia tu nostrae tempora laetitia”. He does not merely say “I like you and desire you”, but “You alone are my home, you alone my parents, you are my every moment of happiness”.

It is in this way that a mother sees her child and a child its mother. Yet the bond of falling in love is formed suddenly between two people who have never met before. Falling in love makes two strangers feel a strong affinity, a common essence which goes beyond their conscious selves. For this they can say: “I am you and you are me”. In Plato’s Symposium, Aristophanes explains this kind of experience and says that human beings were once an indivisible unity which Zeus tore apart, and they have been searching for their other half ever since.

Nevertheless, in contrast to a blood bond that “exists” and is “taken for granted”, this kind of bond needs to be worked on and strengthened. Lovers feel the fulfilment of their love as a sacred duty, like a summons to the service of their country or their faith. A person in love feels duty bound to make a commitment, establish a pact and take a vow. Love is therefore not only pleasure, desire, feeling and passion, but also commitment, vow and promise. Lovers are not only obliged to think “forever” but also to commit themselves “forever”. Love is a project for building something that is meant to last in time.

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Posted 05 May 2007 - 12:14 AM

From the book "Letters To My Son"
Kent Nerburn, Author

It is a mystery why we fall in love. It is a mystery how it
happens. It is a mystery when it comes. It is a mystery why
some love grows and it is a mystery why some love fails.

You can analyze this mystery and look for reasons and
causes, but you will never do anymore that take the life out
of the experience. Just as life itself is more than the sum of
the bones and muscles and electrical impulses in the body,
love is more than the sum of the interests and attractions
and commonalities that two people share. And just as life
itself is a gift that comes and goes in its own time, so too, the
coming of love must be taken as an unfathomable gift that
cannot be questioned in its ways.

Sometimes, hopefully at least once in your life - the gift of
love will come to you in full flower. Take hold of it and
celebrate it in all inexpressible beauty. This is the dream we
all share. More often, it will come and take hold of you,
celebrate you for a brief moment, then move on.

When this happen to young people, they too often try to
grasp the love and hold it to them, refusing to see that it is a
gift that just as freely, moves away. When they fall out of
love, or the person they love feels the spirit of love leaving,
they try desperately to reclaim the love that is lost rather
than accepting the gift for what it was, then moving on.

They want answers where there are no answers. They
want to know what is wrong in them that makes the other
person no longer love them, or try to get their love to change,
thinking that if some small things were different, love would
bloom again. They blame their circumstances and say that if
they go far away and start a new life, their love will grow.

They try anything to give meaning to what has happened. But
there is no meaning beyond the love itself, and until they
accept its own mysterious ways, they live in a sea of misery.

You need to know this about love, and accept it. You need to
treat what it brings you with kindness. If you find yourself in
love with someone who does not love you, be gentle with
yourself. There is nothing wrong with you. Love just didn't
choose to rest in the other person's heart.

If you find yourself someone in love with you but you don't
love him back, feel honored that love came and called at your
door, but gently refuse the gift you cannot return. Do not
take advantage; do not cause pain. How you deal with love
is how you deal with yourself. All our hearts feel the same
pains and joys, even if our lives and ways are different.

If you fall in love with another, and he falls in love with you,
and then love chooses to leave, do not try to reclaim it nor to
assess blame. Let it go. There is a reason and there is a
meaning. You will know in time.

Remember that you don't choose love. Love chooses you. All
you can really do is accept it for all its mystery when it
comes into your life. Feel the way it fills you to overflowing,
then reach out and give it away. Give it back to the person
who brought it alive in you. Give it to others who deem it
poor in spirit. Give it to the world around you Iin any way you can.

There is where many lovers go wrong. Having been so long
without love, they understand love only as a need. They see
their hearts as empty places that will be filled by love, and
they begin to look at love as something that flows to them
rather than from them.

The first blush of new love is filled to overflowing, but as
their love cools, they revert to seeing their love as a need.
They cease to be someone who generates love and instead
become someone who seeks love. They forget that the
secret of love is that it is a gift, and that it can be made to
grow only by giving it away.

Remember this and keep it to your heart. Love has its time, its
own season, its own reason for coming and going. You
cannot bribe it or coerce it, or reason it into staying. You can
only embrace it when it arrives and give it away when it
comes to you. But if it chooses to leave from your heart or
from the heart of your lover, there is nothing you can do and
there is nothing you should do. Love always has been and
always will be a mystery. BE GLAD THAT IT CAME TO LIVE

If you keep you heart open, it will come again...

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Posted 06 May 2007 - 07:14 PM


(A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle)
Girl: Slow
down. Im scared.
Guy: No this is fun.
Girl: No its not. Please, its to scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
(Girl hugs him)
Guy: Can u take my helmet off and put it on? Its bugging me.

In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on the motorcycle, but only one survived.
The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him, felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so she would live even though it meant he would die.

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Posted 07 May 2007 - 02:48 PM

when you look beyond the pretty face, the curves, and charm. when you disregard everything, well almost, for that other person.
when you stretch your patience. a little bit more. and more. when you understand the other's shortcomings and highlight yours.
when you learn to step back even if you are certainly right. and never say, "i told you so" and just keep quiet and smile. when all you want is for that other person to be happy...

oh, truly you are in trouble. and in love.

when you look beyond the pretty face, the curves, and charm. when you disregard everything, well almost, for that other person.
when you stretch your patience. a little bit more. and more. when you understand the other's shortcomings and highlight yours.
when you learn to step back even if you are certainly right. and never say, "i told you so" and just keep quiet and smile. when all you want is for that other person to be happy...

oh, truly you are in trouble. and in love.

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Posted 08 May 2007 - 09:40 AM

been there..
met her
fall for her
go for her
got her
fought with her
reconciled with her
made love with her
dreamt with her
hurt her
doubted her
trusted her
and finally lost her
now all i can utter is:

I wanna know why this feels so right
I wanna know why u hold me tight
Each and every night, it keeps me up all night
Thinkin about the things i like
Can't believe your in my life
I wanna know why ur the one
The things that they should have you've already done
God sent u straight to me
You make me wanna sing lalalalala

But when u look at me, do u see ur wife?
Can u picture us lovin' each other for life?
Are u playin' the role, just like the rest
These are the questions that i ask myself
If, another should come, who's finer than me
And she wanna take ur love away, would u leave?
Baby please answer these questions

Could this be my whole fantasy
Maybe u could just be too good for me
If i don't wake then i won't see
Cuz if im not the one u met, then who is in me
In the mist of the tears how come, i love u more, and more, and more
I never longed for no one, yes its true
Seems like these questions keep me here with you

[Repeat chorus 2x]

If you really wanna be with me
Then ill say, i love u endlessly
One thing that i really wanna know
Will this end or will this grow
And now if u really be wanna be with
Ill love u endlessly
One thing that i really wanna know
Will this end or will this grow

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Posted 10 June 2007 - 08:47 PM

Got this from "Sabine's Notebook" by Nick Bantock:

"I have loved you in every manner that my imagination could contrive. I have wanted you so deeply that my body sang with pain and pleasure. You have been my obsession, my passion, my philosophers' stone of fantasy. You are my desire, my longing, my spirit. I love you unconditionally. Do you see that I cherish you beyond question, that you have nothing to prove to me? You are making your journey to secure yourself. I am already tethered to your side. If you can love yourself as I love you there will be no dislocation - you will be whole. Bring yourself home to me and I will immerse you in every ounce of tenderness I possess."


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Posted 18 June 2007 - 11:31 PM

Heavens Missing Angel
By Stephen Alexander

It was a cold night in January
that I was sitting by the phone
when Heavens messenger told me
no longer will you be alone

I had no idea
that my life was incomplete
but all that changed
when this angel began to speak

she was just a child
so innocent and sincere
but as I listened
a beautiful woman appeared

I have often wondered
while gazing in her eyes
if the Heavens are aware
there's one less star in the sky

If the day should come
that she is called away
I will sacrifice it all
for the gift of one more day

Its still a mystery to me
why I was chosen for this life
to be blessed with the missing angel
that became my loving wife

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Posted 20 June 2007 - 01:11 AM


Dear Patrick,

I was then an only child who had everything I could ever want. But even a pretty, spoiled and rich kid could get lonely once in a while so when Mom told me that she was pregnant, I was ecstatic. I imagined how wonderful you would be and how we'd always be together and how much you would look like me. So, when you were born, I looked at your tiny hands and feet and marveled at how beautiful you were.

We took you home and I showed you proudly to my friends. They would touch you and sometimes pinch you, but you never reacted. When you were five months old, some things began to bother Mom. You seemed so unmoving and numb, and your cry sounded odd --- almost like a kitten's. So we brought you to many doctors.

The thirteenth doctor who looked at you quietly said you have the "cry du chat" (pronounced Kree-do-sha) syndrome, "cry of the cat" in French.

When I asked what that meant, he looked at me with pity and softly said, "Your brother will never walk nor talk." The doctor told us that it is a condition that afflicts one in 50,000 babies, rendering victims severely retarded. Mom was shocked and I was furious. I thought it was unfair.

When we went home, Mom took you in her arms and cried. I looked at you and realized that word will get around that you're not normal. So to hold on to my popularity, I did the unthinkable ... I disowned you. Mom and Dad didn't know but I steeled myself not to love you as you grew. Mom and Dad showered you love and attention and that made me bitter. And as the years passed, that bitterness turned to anger, and then hate.

Mom never gave up on you. She knew she had to do it for your sake.

Everytime she put your toys down, you'd roll instead of crawl. I watched her heart break every time she took away your toys and strapped your tummy with foam so you couldn't roll. You struggle and you're cry in that pitiful way, the cry of the kitten. But she still didn't give up.

And then one day, you defied what all your doctors said -- you crawled.

When mom saw this, she knew you would eventually walk. So when you were still crawling at age four, she'd put you on the grass with only your diapers on knowing that you hate the feel of the grass on your skin.

Then she'd leave you there. I would sometimes watch from the windows and smile at your discomfort. You would crawl to the sidewalk and Mom would put you back. Again and again, Mom repeated this on the lawn. Until one day, Mom saw you pull yourself up and toddle off the grass as fast as your little legs could carry you.

Laughing and crying, she shouted for Dad and I to come. Dad hugged you crying openly.

I watched from my bedroom window this heartbreaking scene.

Over the years, Mom taught you to speak, read and write. From then on, I would sometime see you walk outside, smell the flowers, marvel at the birds, or just smile at no one. I began to see the beauty of the world through your eyes. It was then that I realized that you were my brother and no matter how much I tried to hate you, I couldn't, because I had grown to love you.

During the next few days, we again became acquainted with each other. I would buy you toys and give you all the love that a sister could ever give to her brother. And you would reward me by smiling and hugging me.

But I guess, you were never really meant for us. On your tenth birthday, you felt severe headaches. The doctor's diagnosis --leukemia. Mom gasped and Dad held her, while I fought hard to keep my tears from falling. At that moment, I loved you all the more. I couldn't even bear to leave your side. Then the doctors told us that your only hope is to have a bonemarrow transplant. You became the subject of a nationwide donor search. When at last we found the right match, you were too sick, and the doctor reluctantly ruled out the operations. Since then, you underwent chemotherapy and radiation.

Even at the end, you continued to pursue life. Just a month before you died, you made me draw up a list of things you wanted to do when you got out of the hospital. Two days after the list was completed, you asked the doctors to send you home. There, we ate ice cream and cake, run across the grass, flew kites, went fishing, took pictures of one another and let the balloons fly. I remember the last conversation that we had. You said that if you die, and if I need of help, I could send you a note to heaven by tying it on the string of any balloon and letting it fly. When you said this, I started crying. Then you hugged me. Then again, for the last time, you got sick.

That last night, you asked for water, a back rub, a cuddle. Finally, you went into seizure with tears streaming down your face. Later, at the hospital, you struggled to talk but the words wouldn't come. I know what you wanted to say. "Hear you," I whispered. And for the last time, I said, "I'll always love and I will never forget you. Don't be afraid. You'll soon be with God in heaven." Then, with my tears flowing freely, I watched the bravest boy I had ever known finally stop breathing. Dad, Mom and I cried until I felt as if there were no more tears left. Patrick was finally gone, leaving us behind.

From then on, you were my source of inspiration. You showed me how to love life and live to the fullest. With your simplicity and honesty, you showed me a world full of love and caring. And you made me realize that the most important thing in this life is to continue loving without asking why or how and without setting any limit.

Thank you, my little brother, for all these.

Edited by carlzzz30syg, 20 June 2007 - 01:15 AM.

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Posted 20 June 2007 - 05:23 AM

A Story on Friendship

~ Author Unknown

A story is told about a soldier who was finally coming home after having fought in Vietnam. He called his parents from San Francisco.

"Mom and Dad, I'm coming home, but I've a favor to ask. I have a friend I'd like to bring home with me.

"Sure," they replied, "we'd love to meet him."

"There's something you should know," the son continued, "he was hurt pretty badly in the fighting. He stepped on a land mind and lost an arm and a leg. He has nowhere else to go, and I want him to come live with us."

"I'm sorry to hear that, son. Maybe we can help him find somewhere to live."

"No, Mom and Dad, I want him to live with us."

"Son," said the father, "you don't know what you're asking. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden on us. We have our own lives to live, and we can't let something like this interfere with our lives. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy. He'll find a way to live on his own."

At that point, the son hung up the phone. The parents heard nothing more from him. A few days later, however, they received a call from the San Francisco police. Their son had died after falling from a building, they were told. The police believed it was suicide.

The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son. They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn't know, their son had only one arm and one leg.

The parents in this story are like many of us. We find it easy to love those who are good-looking or fun to have around, but we don't like people who inconvenience us or make us feel uncomfortable. We would rather stay away from people who aren't as healthy, beautiful, or smart as we are.

Thankfully, there's someone who won't treat us that way. Someone who loves us with an unconditional love that welcomes us into the forever family, regardless of how messed up we are.

Tonight, before you tuck yourself in for the night, say a little prayer that God will give you the strength you need to accept people as they are, and to help us all be more understanding of those who are different from us!!! There's a miracle called Friendship That dwells in the heart You don't know how it happens Or when it gets started But you know the special lift It always brings. And you realize that Friendship Is God's most precious gift!

Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open their hearts to us. Show your friends how much you care....

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Posted 23 June 2007 - 01:27 AM

-Rick Warren, the Purpose Driven Life

Don't date because you are desperate.
Don't marry because you are miserable.
Don't have kids because you think your genes are superior.
Don't philander because you think you are irresistible.

Don't associate with people you can't trust.
Don't cheat. Don't lie. Don't pretend.
Don't dictate because you are smarter.
Don't demand because you are stronger.

Don't sleep around because you think you are old enough & know better.
Don't hurt your kids because loving them is harder.
Don't sell yourself, your family, or your ideals.
Don't stagnate!

Don't regress.
Don't live in the past. Time can't bring anything or anyone back.
Don't put your life on hold for possibly Mr. Right.
Don't throw your life away on absolutely Mr. Wrong because your
biological clock is ticking.

Learn a new skill.
Find a new friend.
Start a new career.
Sometimes, there is no race to be won, only a price to be paid for some of life's more hasty decisions.

To terminate your loneliness, reach out to the homeless.
To feed your nurturing instincts, care for the needy.
To fulfill your parenting fantasies, get a puppy.
Don't bring another life into this world for all the wrong reasons.

To make yourself happy, pursue your passions & be the best of what you can be.
Simplify your life. Take away the clutter.
Get rid of destructive elements: abusive friends, nasty habits, and dangerous liaisons.
Don't abandon your responsibilities but don't overdose on duty.

Don't live life recklessly without thought and feeling for your family.
Be true to yourself.
Don't commit when you are not ready.
Don't keep others waiting needlessly.

Go on that trip. Don't postpone it.
Say those words. Don't let the moment pass.
Do what you have to, even at society's scorn.

Write poetry.
Love Deeply.
Walk barefoot.
Dance with wild abandon.
Cry at the movies.

Take care of yourself. Don't wait for someone to take care of you.
You light up your life.
You drive yourself to your destination.
No one completes you - except YOU.

It isn't true that life does not get easier with age.
It only gets more challenging.
Don't be afraid. Don't lose your capacity to love.
Pursue your passions.

Live your dreams.
Don't lose faith in God.
Don't grow old. Just grow YOU! *(tuo ko ani bai)

When you give someone your time, you are giving them a portion of your life that you'll never get back.

Your time is your life. That is why the greatest gift you can give to someone is your time.

Relationships take time and effort, and the best way to spell love is T-I-M-E because the essence of love is not what we think or do or provide for others, but how much we give of ourselves...


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Posted 26 June 2007 - 12:48 PM

Its falling and falling. Falling like you fell for her. Falling hard and fast and roughly but sweet and lightly and beautiful. Its falling from the sky, far far away up where heaven knows, falling down quick but in a slow motion, before smashing on the ground.

You love the rain. Yes, you really do. Really. It means so much for you. Several moments in your life have been in the rain. Some sad ones and some happy ones. Some sweet ones and some bad ones. Whatever they were, they mean a lot for you. Really. They do.

You remember the time you first met. It was raining then. Oh, it was such a rainstorm because thats how you felt. A complete disaster. Your life was a dirty mess and you met her in a coffeeshop. You were bored and looking for a hot mocha frappe, flipping through a boring cheap thriller book with a pathetic title and unknown author in big golden letters.

What about the time you kissed? Storm. Rainstorm of course.
At a party, you saw her there. She was friend of a friends friend apparently. You gave her a smile and he shot a goofy-looking smile back. But then, later on, you caught her in the bathroom to a cute looking guy you did not want to know the name of. Lips glued, arms and legs tangled, bodies swaying. He was kissing the life out of her.

You froze, caught her eye and ran. You ran, ran and ran in the rain. All wet, all cold. You ran till your legs couldnt carry you and the feeling of stupidity broke out. The tears were burning away the coldness from your cheeks. So many emotions were washing you. Sadness, anger, heartache, frustration, you name it. Thats when you felt the slight pressure on your shoulder and the heavy smell of alcohol went up your nose. Her. It was Her, the one with the big H.

*******. Idiot. You refused to look at her and you barely even knew her or even knew why you felt like this and she begged you to forgive her and she barely even knew you. She gave the explanation of why be had been with that guy. Suddenly, stupidity came back again. You felt so stupid. *******. Idiot.

She slowly, very carefully, put her hands around your waist, so gently as if you were going push her away any moment, which you would if it werent for the fact that you had oddly forgiven her. Thats when it happened.

CRASH! BANG! BOOM! Everything around you exploded and you drowned with no mercy. She kissed you. She kissed you! You fell right then, right there, that moment. Nothing would be the same. Nothing.

The days and weeks and months that followed were heaven. Oh so beautiful and sweet love. Roses, chocolate, dinners, cuddling in the couch while watching Peter Pan (your favourite film), dancing, cards, books, kisses, laughter, banana splits in cafés and other lovely stuff lovers suppose to do. Everything was so perfect until devil himself showed up of course and took over. You should have known it was too good to last.

The break-up was very hard to go through but just like the sentence tells, you did make it through. It was in the rain too though. You both went out one day together. Had dinner, some little drinks and dancing, a walk and so on, you know, the usual stuff. You felt it inside you, coming, just like you always do. It was going to rain. You were on your way back home and then she abruptly stopped. She gave you the We-Need-To-Talk-It-Is-Serious-Look. The look that told you everything would change. And then she uttered those three words. Three simple words that did changed everything.

"It is over."

Thats all she said before she turned away. Away from the rain. Away from you. You fell this time too. You fell down to the ground on your knees and cried, the tears making no difference to the rain that fell so slowly and sweet and sad. It was raining just like your emotions and wetting you, leaving you cold and gasping and shivering.

here was no rainstorm that day. Just rain.

This is life, you think. This is happiness. And you couldnt care a damn about anything else.

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Posted 26 June 2007 - 08:15 PM

i like the rain because it drowns the sorrow in my heart. i turn to oblivion and i just get lost... my memory erased and i feel nothing but peace.

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Posted 28 June 2007 - 11:22 AM

I submitted this poem for my freshman college english class, which I wrote immediately after finding out that my MU/classmate had a boyfriend. What is more painful about is that I only learned about it on the night of her debut, at the time when I was about to fess up and propose to her. Reading it now, I find it utterly childish and too mushy for my taste. However, this is one of the few instances that I totally bared my soul and tears were shed in the process. When I recited this poem in class, I had a lump in my throat. It was only after my friend walked out with a hanky on her eyes that the class realize the following poem was about us.

Starless Night

From under the shadows on your eighteenth night
I watched you groove against the moon's pale light
Your brown hair flowin', your long dress white
Your smile like candy, on that starless night

In my mind's eye I saw you and me
Caught up in a bliss so wild, so free
We touched each other, may hands to thee
As we gazed at tomorrow, over a recurring sea

But when dreams, reality always appears
When happiness does cease, pain slowly peers
A concealed knowledge about you, I did overhear
And everything crumbled to a silent of tears

And there I stood alone with no one beside
The music and noise of emotions have died
The darkness kissed me, and dragged me into its tide
And hugged my soul gently, on that starless night

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Posted 29 June 2007 - 11:21 AM

Poem for my Bebe by Maris Reyes

I've never known a love like yours
nor thought it could come true.
But everytime I kiss your lips,
I feel what love can do.

With smile so sweet
and lips so tender,
each moment with you
makes my heart surrender.

I couldn't think, I couldn't breathe
without you by my side.
Never will I let you go,
my love will never hide.

And in my heart you'll always be,
from now until forever,
no matter what, no matter where,
we'll always be together.


Edited by abiakak, 29 June 2007 - 11:23 AM.

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Posted 29 June 2007 - 11:24 AM

Poem for my Bebe by Maris Reyes

I've never known a love like yours
nor thought it could come true.
But everytime i kiss your lips,
i feel what love can do.

With smile so sweet
and lips so tender,
each moment with you
makes my heart surrender.

I couldn't think, i couldn't breathe
without you by my side.
Never will i let you go,
my love will never hide.

And in my heart you'll always be,
from now until forever,
no matter what, no matter where,
we'll always be together.

The above is a snippet from this blog:

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Posted 30 June 2007 - 06:14 PM

Angela Aki

You say my love is all you need to see you through
But I know these words are not quite true
(So) here is the path you're looking for, an open door
Leading to worlds you long to explore

Go if you must move on alone
I'm gonna make it on my own

Kiss me good-bye, love's memory
Follow your heart and find your destiny
Won't shed a tear for love's mortality
For you put the dream in my reality

As time goes by I know you'll see this of me
I loved you enough to let you go free

Go, I will give you wings to fly
Cast all your fears into the sky

Kiss me good-bye, love's mystery
All of my life I'll hold you close to me
Won't shed a tear for love's mortality
For you put the dream in my reality

Kiss me good-bye, love's memory
You put the dream in my reality

...yun lang po...

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Posted 03 July 2007 - 09:54 PM

well i don't know if your interested or what i really don't give a damn.hehehe well i wrote this letter to my girlfriend a couple of years back... anywayz it goes like this...

there are times in my life i wander how important it is to consider someone special. i've never been in love, never felt the difference of admiration or true love. there are books telling us the difference but it really differs from personal experience. i've known you for quite a while now. you made our conversations interesting, as i'm a man of few words, you became the person i talk to, made me happy and your the one and only person that understood me for who i am and for who i should be. its quite mushy to say you made me feel the importance of living, but i guess i realized the meaning of life when i knew you. some men might think having a girlfriend boost their manhood whatsoever but having a girlfriend to love, cherish, care for, and share your life with changes me, and not boost my manhood but made a man out of me. what made me realized that i found my destiny in you is not the companionship nor the friendship but the way you made me laugh. some might say watch a movie that will make you laugh or go watch a comedy show that will out supply your lungs air laughing. the difference in our laughs, is the way you made my laugh loving my life. i love you for the simpliest reasons. it maybe vague, it maybe plain but it's all i ask for. no matter what obstacles we encounter in our pretty perfect world, i'll always be here to love, cherish, care and share the rest of my life giving you the best of what the world could give...and to answer the difference between true love from admiration is that, admiration is giving one person acknowledgement and respect, while true love is recognizing a person for showing you the importance of existance and that is worth the courtesy of respect...

hope you guys loved my letter to my girlfriend... coz she loves it so much that made her marry me and with been together fifteen years now...

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Posted 04 July 2007 - 09:58 AM

wow.. dahil sa thread na to i visited my blog, na inactive na for almost 1 year.. para lang mkpgshare din.. :lol:

here's my blog entry "Reasons"..

i truly believe that there's always a reason for everything. every step we take, there's a reason behind it. every successful moment we live, there's a reason behind it. every time we fall from grace, there's a reason for it. every time our hearts get broken, there's always a reason behind it, whether it be our own doing or just plain fate. and speaking of fate and something called destiny, when we find that one person we will spend the rest of our lives with, there's definitely a reason behind it.

me & my girl, we've been through so much heartbreak for almost our entire lives. you name it, we've been through it. yes it hurts, but we never gave up on finding the one. maybe we didn't think it like so, but maybe all those heartbreaks were meant for us to be stronger, for whatever lies ahead of us. and, when the time came na we finally found each other, we both agreed that maybe all the pain was worth it. and, if you're reading this, all that gives me more reasons...

...to wake up each and every day with a smile on my face, because i know that i make you happy.

...to look forward to each day, because you say that i make you fall in love with me every time i'm with you.

...to take bold steps that i've never taken before, because when i took one bold step, i ended up falling in love with you.

...to be more determined than ever before, because i made you a guarantee that i will never leave you and hurt you in any way.

...to look forward to the next 3 to 5 years of our lives, because i made you a guarantee that i will marry you after 3 to 5 years.

...to stay strong, because whenever i see you in your moments of weakness i feel helpless.

...not to be afraid, because i know that i can run to you in my moments of weakness.

...to think of our future, because you told me you wanted to spend the rest of your days with me.

...not to think of my past, because all that matters to me now is you.

...to be happy, because of the joy i always feel when i'm with you, and whenever i see you happy when we're together.

...to believe in love again, because after all the heartbreak i've been through i still ended up with the girl of my dreams [guess who that is...]

...not to hurt you in any way, because you told me you've been waiting for me your entire life.

...to cherish our time together, because i feel like i'm in heaven whenever you're by my side.

...to live, because i can't stand a single day without seeing you or even hearing your voice.

...to love, because i have you.

...to love you, because my life just doesn't begin and end with you. my life IS you.

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