Writings of the Heart

[Guest Riveria]

You know? I don't know why I think about you will understand. It's some kind of small, strange hope based on the way you listen or take things in stride, oh, f#&ked if know. Still, one good conversation, one new friend, it's worth the possibility of looking like an idiot. I love you, already, almost.

[Guest biancaanne]

It was you who found out first.

 

I don't know why,

 

but I called you first.

[Itto Ogami]

Let no one who loves be called unhappy;

even love unreturned has its rainbow.

-J. M. Barrie

[Guest Riveria]

Sir,

 

Am I angry at you? That's your main worry after devastating my whole world. Angry for what? Breaking my heart? Or for all the lies? Possibly for letting me put all my trust in you only to be betrayed? How about the reality that you didn't even have the politeness to enlighten me onto my face? Or the way you think it's extreme that I'm crying over it cause to you breaking up is no big pact. Am I mad at you?... no. More like firmed... did I ever really know you?

 

 

Ma'am

[ButtChicKick]

G,

 

With all that I've done wrong

I must have done something right

To deserve a hug and a smile every morning

and butterfly kisses at night.

 

Stay strong and healthy for me please, for I am weak if you are not.

I promise you more goofy times and less trips to that place.

 

I love you.

 

 

M

Edited March 19, 2010 by ButtChicKick

[BrokenHeartedGirl]

you,

 

i will move on...

not because i promised you i will.

but i have to,

and there's no other choice.

but,

i cant promise that i will have to stop loving you too...

when i gave you my heart,

i meant it.

remember that i will always, always be with you.

 

me.

[first_knight_1969]

“When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.”

[petejam]

Time had not faded my memories (as I had prayed to God it might) nor had it healed my wounds as it is said always do. I began each day with the hope that the next day would be better, my recollections a little less pointed, but I would awake to the same pain, as if a black lamp were burning eternally inside me, radiating darkness. How I longed to think about her just a little less, and to believe that I would, in time, forget her.

 

Orhan Pamuk "The Museum of Innocence"

[areudmanforme]

I wait for you

by Francisco Arcellana

 

I wait for you

 

ready to leap at you

from every corner

at every turn

gathered to spring at you

from the shadow

of every tree

 

this is an ambush

 

but I am not the assassin

 

I wait, not with a knife,

but love, heavy, dripping in my hands

 

http://panitikan.com.ph/poetry/iwaitforyou.htm

[first_knight_1969]

LOVE

 

Khalil Gibran

When love beckons to you follow him,

Though his ways are hard and steep.

And when his wings enfold you yield to him,

Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.

And when he speaks to you believe in him,

Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.

Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,

So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.

He threshes you to make you naked.

He sifts you to free you from your husks.

He grinds you to whiteness.

He kneads you until you are pliant;

And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.

All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.

But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,

Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor,

Into the season less world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.

Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.

Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;

For love is sufficient unto love.

When you love you should not say, 'God is in my heart,' but rather, I am in the heart of God.'

And think not you can direct the course of love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.

But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:

To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.

To know the pain of too much tenderness.

To be wounded by your own understanding of love;

And to bleed willingly and joyfully.

To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;

To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;

To return home at eventide with gratitude;

And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

 

[animus]

isang gabi sa may kahabaan ng cubao

 

babae: boss, babae gusto? tara mura lang.

ako: Hindi. kailangan ko lang ng masisilungan at makakausap.

[StoicVampire]

"Heartfelt emotions drowned forcefully by bloodied tears

Where every drop leaves an awful stain of clarity

That you will not be mine forever in reality

But in a fantasy world of misery and insanity."

 

:heart:

:sadsmiley02:

[Guest Riveria]

M,

 

Thanks a lot...

 

Sobrang appreciated ko lahat ng ginagawa mo para saken...

 

Opo tama ka I need to love myself first...

 

I'm so glad that you were able to come into my life...

 

Sobrang miss kita...Ang layo mo kasi...

 

E

[Itto Ogami]

Trying to forget someone you love is like

trying to remember someone you never even knew.

 

-Anon

[Guest biancaanne]

N,

 

 

I still love you.

 

 

 

It can't get any simpler than that,

 

neither can it get any more complicated as well.

 

 

Baby

Edited March 20, 2010 by biancaanne