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[sweetpsyche]

waahh crapola... sorry typo... alisin nyo BE*

deym kakahiya...

ggrr bat di ko to ma-edit? post ko naman ah..

bat error lagi??

help me how to edit!!! ppleaseee.. thanks

[vogharth]

Months has passed... and you still use that lame excuse...

 

Of course your were hurt... you were misunderstood... you were misjudged...

You've made mistakes... you have a past that you're afraid that people might know... you've become a different person and you can't even accept who you've become...

 

stop on hanging to those lame excuses... move on... be who you are... love...

[Alex_Corvis]

MY dearest,

 

I didn't do it, I didn't do it. I swear to GOD i didn't do it.

Cross my heart I didn't do it.

I would never do such a thing to you!

I will not say sorry because i Didn't do it.

Geez, please believe me.

 

Confused me

[lord_rochester]

alex_corvis Posted on Nov 18 2003, 12:11 PM

  MY dearest,

 

I didn't do it, I didn't do it. I swear to GOD i didn't do it.

Cross my heart I didn't do it.

I would never do such a thing to you!

I will not say sorry because i Didn't do it.

Geez, please believe me.

 

Confused me

 

if my exbf gave me that letter i would probably believe him and then i would be in the same situation i tried so hard to get out of...

 

alex corvis... this is not for you ah... just thought it would be appropriate to get your letter format...

 

my dear ex-bf,

 

if you say you didn't do it, then you didn't do it.

you don't have to cross your heart.

you said you wouldn't do such a thing

you don't have to say sorry because you didn't do it right?

so geez, i believe you.

 

stupid me.

 

 

now good thing he hasn't denied anything... he's still clueless that the relationship is over. so another letter would be

 

 

my dear ex-bf,

 

i would like to inform you that i already know what you did

when you asked me to be your girlfriend you said you'll love only me

you treated me like a princess, you treated me like a princess.

 

but our fairy tale is through... it's over.

the day you decided to cheat on me.

yes i know my dear, you cheated.

 

you come home to me... knowing things are alright

that maybe we could finally plan the wedding that you want

 

but my dear, you cheated

so i regret to tell you

we are over a long long time ago.

[sweetpsyche]

A Lonely Night Phone Call

by Kim Spencer

 

I couldn't resist...my mind was a whirl

Just not a good night for this lonely old girl

I wanted so badly to hear the sound of your voice

To dial your number....there was no other choice

 

I held my breath as I heard the first ring

And then through the second the tears started to sting

And At last a click and your sweet voice so low

Saying into my ear a friendly "hello"

 

I smiled and thought of a hundred things to say

But remembered that most of them we had said today

So I uttered a sweet and warm return "hello"

Then listened to stunned silence......and thought, "ut-oh"

 

Then your voice..recovered, but yet a bit strained

I imagined your face, smiling, but just a bit pained

I wanted to hang up, right then and there

Then all the things you said to me came back, and I didn't care

 

You talked to me like a bothersome relative or old friend

And in the back of my mind..I thought, this is the end

I hear professions of love so strong and so deep

But only in daylight, and in secret you'll keep

 

So, I ended our talk and hung up the phone

And went back in the shadows to wait all alone

For something that may never see the light of day

As you showed me our love must be hidden away.

[ravenreigh]

To RC,

 

I'm beginning to LOVE YOU !!!!! :cry:

[lord_rochester]

another letter...

 

tonight has been a pretty good night.

i was able to relax, take a break, watch a movie and laugh.

something that i haven't done in a long long time.

you know all of this.

you deliver all the things that i needed to do.

 

you wake me up in the morning.

you ask me for updates

you give me more responsibilities

 

you witnessed confessions of love

confessions of friendships

 

for three years you have been part of my life

one of the most important part of my life

you reminded me time and again

of my work, my responsibilities

 

you reminded me too that i have friends

and a boyfriend who loves me

and sometimes you made me realize the truth

about my boyfriend cheating on me

 

you witnessed my eccentricity

and my weirdness

you witnessed my sadness

and my happiness

 

i have grown to love you

after three years of undevoted love from you

 

tonight was pretty good

but tonight was the saddest night of my life

for tonight i lost you

and i could never have you back.

 

NAWALA CELLPHONE KO!!!!! HUHUHU....

[ravenreigh]

To RC:

 

I know it's not right, But I really have to....

I have to keep my distance and sacrifice our friendship

To keep my self from not falling unto you.

I'm sorry............ :cry:

[Alex_Corvis]

gising na

parokya ni edgar

 

gising na

buksan ang iyong umaga gising na

halina at silipin ang pagdilat ng umaga

tahimik at saksakan ng ganda

 

gising na

nandiyan na ang umaga gising na

nais kong makita ang ngiti sa iyong mukha

at pungay ng iyong mga mata

 

kanina pa kita pinagmamasdan

kaninia pa kita tahimik na binabantayan

hindi gumagalaw, hanggang wala ang araw

sadiyang nakatanga, nakatitig lang sa iyong mukha

 

gising na nandiyan na ang umaga gising na

mayron sana akong gustong sabihin sa iyo

na di mapaliwanag ng husto

 

gising na nandiyan na ang umaga gising na

hindi ko maintindihan ba't di mapantayan

ang kasiyahan na nadarama

tuwing nandiyan ka

 

*nakakainis isipin na di ko alam ang gagawin

ngunit walang magagawa di pa kayang aminin

ang pagkakataon ay dapat pang palampasin

di na lng kita gigisingin

[sweetpsyche]

dear one...

 

glad to have u back again even as a friend.

i do miss you and the times we shared...

 

i miss not only you but what i was when u were here....

dont worry, fear not. for i bring no harm to u and on ur life.

 

we both have our own journey to tread..

lets lead our lives the way we think we should, and we think is right not just for you and me but for the people who are dear to us.

 

again. thank you.

 

justme

[TUNTRUMS]

dear one...

 

glad to have u back again even as a friend.

i do miss you and the times we shared...

 

i miss not only you but what i was when u were here....

dont worry, fear not. for i bring no harm to u and on ur life.

 

we both have our own journey to tread..

lets lead our lives the way we think we should, and we think is right not just for you and me but for the people who are dear to us.

 

again. thank you.

 

justme

NAKAKAIYAK NAMAN SWEET!!!

[sheila70]

JB

 

Man!!! I really blew it big time. I never thought I'd meet someone who can be so "everything" to me only to throw it away with one stupid thing

 

For whatever its worth, you really made me feel special

 

Believing there's always a reason for everything isn't my lame-ass excuse for trying to accept what's been given to me. I deserve it

 

I'm really, really sorry :cry:

 

 

:heart:

 

:*

[ravenreigh]

Sometimes we think that the one who just come along our way

is the one who is "THE RIGHT PERSON" for us.

But the truth is, he's just another reason and "the ONE"

who'll take us away from the person we truly love

[ravenreigh]

TEXTMATE

 

 

My cellphone's beeping sound woke me up one night. Used to receiving

important messages only, I grabbed my cell and sleepily pushed the keys

and read the message.

"Hi there! Care 2 b my txtmate?" Not knowing who the sender was, I deleted

the message right away and placed the phone on my bedside table, I tried

to go back to sleep.

I had just closed my eyes when I heard the message tone again.

"Hi there, again! Care 2 b my txtmate?" again, the message said.

"Who the hell could this be asking for a txtmate at the wee hours of the

night?" I asked myself. Again, without bothering to reply I deleted the

message.

 

I was never a 'textmaniac' - someone who enjoys texting anyone and

Everyone even at the wee hours of night, not to mention during the day. My parents,

who were always out of the country forced me to own a cellphone. They told

me that having one was more convenient - they could monitor me even if

they're miles away.

I wanted to turn the unit off, but since my mother was fond of calling me

at night, just to check if I was safe at home, I decided not to.

Just as I was to close my eyes and return to my dreamless sleep, the phone

beeped again.

Same number...Such determination!

Pls reply 2 dis msg & b an angel & save me frm dis abyss of emptiness!!!"

I never knew why, but the message struck me. I got up and pushed the

keys...

I just realized I was replying to the message.

"Im not an angel, n f u want som1 2 save u, m not superman... I'm just a

simple prson who u wake up at dis r of my nyt!!! Nway, do I know u?" I

typed.

Seconds later came the reply.

"Nope. U don't know dis lonely soul. Nor does she know u. But I want 2 b

ur frnd. I'm Mikaella Cervantes. U?"

"Just call me Julius. How'd u get my no.?" I sent back.

"Hi Julius, nice 2 meet u. Just shuffled the last two digits of mine," she

replied.

That was the first and maybe the last time I met someone over the

cellphone.

We exchanged messages and learned so much about each other that night. We

only said goodbye when my alarm clock rang at 5:00 AM! I had to prepare

for school!

And that was also how it all started. A day would not pass without it

loving and thoughtful messages from her. It was only then I had learned to

appreciate text messages and become eager and excited everytime my phone

beeped, hoping it would be her.

 

Mikaella brought out something about me that I never knew I had; I

realized I could also be a romantic person... even if it's just through text

messaging.

"Keep me as a frnd & I will keep u in my heart. Lock it up & throw away d

key so dat no1 can evr tke u away from me..." One day, she sent this

message to me.

I replied: 'In life, we seldom find a true prson & f u evr find 1, hold on& nvr let go... value dat prson coz it's lyf's gift worth keeping & holdin

on..." I never knew why, but her response sent shivers to my spine, " Value d

pipol hu hav touched ur life bcoz u will never know just wen dey will walk out

of ur lyf & nvr come back again."

I couldn't understand what I felt that moment, but one thing I was surethough... I could not go on a day without a single word from her. I'd

become used to having her, eventhough we had not met personally. But truly, she

already occupied a space, a large one, in fact in my life.

texted her back. "Dont come close f l8r ull jst pass by; don't touch me

f l8r ull jst let me cry; dont luv me f l8r ull jst leave me and won't stay..."

I didn't know why I sent her that message, but somehow I felt, every word

came from my heart. In the short span of time we were sending messages to

each other, I knew, I was starting to keep her in my heart.

I called her once. The voice on the other end was like an angel's. Soft,

kind, full of love. Yet, there was something in it I couldn't define. We

only talked for a few minutes. Before she hung up, she told me not to call

again. According to her, it would be better if we would just text each

other.

But the voice kept ringing, not only in my head, but in my heart, I'd long

to hear it once more. I tried to call her again, but she never answered

the phone. She just kept on sending messages and quotations, which I copied in

a little notebook. Hopeless romantic? I didn't know. All I could say was

that all the messages she sent me were wonderful, they came from the heart and

cut through the heart.

"Though we r miles apart, u r always n my heart. I close my eyes & der u

r. Even f I'll see u never, I'll always b hir 2 care 4 u, far longer dan

4ever..." One December night, she sent me this message. By that time we had been exchanging messages for more than a month. God knew how happy I was.

She was right. Although we had not seen each other, what we felt was

enough to make us both realize what was keeping us together.

I sent her another message, "

"How I wish I cud really tell u how much u mean 2 me, but m afraid 2 love,

scared 2 get hurt... I hope dat u will wait 4 me & pray dat u will not get

tired of loving me...=)" was her reply.

And then I replied again. " The reason y I met u is bcoz of destiny but f

destiny will suggest dat I'll live w/o u, den, I'll lie not by destiny but

of free will."

Whenever I asked her when we would meet personally, she always answered,

"Soon...soon, love...soon."

Not seeing each other did not lessen, even a bit, what I felt for

her...rather, it even grew deeper and stronger each day. And I was sure,

she felt the same way, too. Love messages continued to flow through our lines,

between our hearts, which made us go on each day with the thought that

sooner, we would see each other, face to face, heart to heart.

 

 

Just a few days before Christmas. She stopped sending messages. At first I

just though she had ran out of prepaid. but there was something that kept

bothering me... I couldn't understand what was it, but it made me fell

nervous. I tried to call her but she wouldn't answer. Nevertheless, I

continued sending messages

Suddenly one night, just three days before our Lord's birthday. I heard my

phone's message tone again... at last! It was from her!

"Oftentyms we say gudbye 2 d 1 we luv w/o wanting 2. Though dat doesn't

mean dat we stopped loving dem or we stopped 2 care. Sometyms, GOODBYE is

a painful way 2 say I LOVE YOU."

I was dumfounded. I didn't know what to think of. What did she mean? I

texted her back, searching for answers, but found nothing. I called her

but she would not answer.

For the first time in my life, I felt so miserable...desperate... empty. I

idn't know what to do. I didn't want to lose her. I had learned to love

her. And I wanted to be with her forever.

The following days I felt nothing but emptiness. It seemed that Mikaella

took the life out of me. I missed her so much...her messages...The tones

that would tell me she'd sent another loving message. Nothing around me

could feel the emptiness I felt.

Tut...tut...tut...tut...tut...just a day before Christmas, my cell beeped

again. It was her!

Meet me at d caf¨¦, 10 AM 2day," I read aloud, making sure the message

was true, then I jumped with joy upon hearing from her again. Hurriedly, I got

myself ready and I went to the mall. I knew it was still early, but I

wanted to be there before she arrived.

 

I arrived at the meeting place ten minutes earlier. I was surprised to

see her already there, smiling at me. She was very beautiful, Black, deep-set

eyes that spoke a thousand words; small, kissable lips; a nose perfectly

chiseled and long black hair - everything in her was beautiful. And yes,

her eyes radiated kindness and love...but there was a flicker of something

in them...sadness?

"Hi, Julius," said the angelic voice I had been dreaming of each night.

The voice that I had waited to hear for so long. "Please sit down."

"I am very pleased to meet you, Mikaella," I said, as I took my seat and

gave the roses I brought for her.

"Thanks, Julius," she smiled, obviously pleased with the roses. I knew she

loved pink roses.

"You are always welcome, Love"

"Julius, I can't stay," she said, sadness in her voice, or was it tears?

"I really must go."

"But we just met, Mikaella. Can't we talk a little longer?" I asked,

pleadingly.

"I can't really. I just came here to see you and thank you for the time

you shared with me. Thank you for everything, Julius. I will never forget

you...you will always be here in my heart." She was looking at me straight

into the eyes, and I could really feel the sadness in her voice and I

swear, there was something in her voice and I swear, there was something in those

lovely yet lonely eyes...

She got up and smiled at me, lovingly. "Tomorrow morning, please come and

visit me," he said and gave me a piece of white linen paper.

I read what was written and when I looked up, she was gone.

The following day, Christmas, I woke up early and excitedly readied

myself, thinking of her. I hurriedly went to a flower shop and bought a dozen pink

roses - for Mikaella.

They lived in an exclusive subdivision. Upon reaching their house, I told

the guard who I was and that I was looking for Mikaella.

The guard stared at me, sadness and amazement in his eyes and told me to

wait as he called the owner of the house. As I looked at him while he was

going inside the house, only then I noticed that the house was brightly

lit.

A woman went out and walked towards me, smiling sadly.

"Hi, I'm Maria, Mikaella's mother. Please come inside, Julius." While we

were walking towards the mansion, she explained to me why she knew me very

well - Mikaella had always been talking about her friend, Julius. I hardly

understood what she was saying. I was busy thinking why Mikaella's mother

was crying while talking to me. As we came near the great hall of the

house, it dawned on me that there was a wake inside, Maybe, a relative passed

away, I thought. But deep in my heart, I was trembling and afraid.

As we entered the hall where so many people were silently mourning while

others were praying, shaking, I asked her mother. "Where is Mikaella?"

She held my hand and silently, led me to the coffin which was surrounded

by flowers - pink roses, nothing but pink roses.

No words could explain how I felt when I gazed at the coffin and saw who

was lying there. The same beautiful girl I met..

A man came beside me, I knew he was Mika's father.

We are so glad you came, Julius. Mika talked of you all the time. She

even

asked that her phone be buried with her. She said that in that way, you

could still send her messages and you would always be with her."

I couldn't believe everything...My mind was in limbo.

But how can this be? We just saw each other yesterday."

"That can't possibly be. She passed away three days ago. She had been

suffering from a heart disease since she was a child," said her father.

"But..." I couldn't find the words to say.

"She told us not to bother reaching you, "her mother said, still in

tears," she said you will come, and here you are.

Pain and bitterness overwhelmed me. I cried silently beside her, staring

at her lovely face, memorizing every line of my friend's face, a face I knew

I would never forget while I was still alive.

After the internment that afternoon, I went to the chapel she had told me

she went everyday.

 

 

Sitting there praying and crying to God, I held my phone and typed "U

taught me how 2 care; u taught me how 2 b kind; u shwd me how 2 lyk som; u shwd me how 2 luv; but ders 1 thing u didnt teach me & it hurts mor - u

didnt teach me how 2 let go. I LOVE YOU"

I sent the message, and though I knew she wouldn't be able to hold her CP

again, I knew in my heart she would get my message. I never expected a

reply, yet as my phone beeped again, I felt a shiver down my spine. The

sender's number did not appear on the screen, and tears rolled down my

cheeks as I read the message.

"Let go of d hand of d prson u love, but dnt let go of God's hand. 4 if u

hold 2 his hand. He may b holding d prson u love n d ader hand 2 let u

hold each other again."

"I will never forget you, Mikaella and I will never let go..." I vowed to

her and to myself as I left the church.

[Domeng Su-gat]

irog,

buti na lamang at di ko sinabi sa iyo kung ano talaga ang aking nadarama dahil kung nagkataon e sa wala rin pala mapupunta. mabuti na lang at nakaya kong tiisin na di sabihin sa iyo na mahal na kita. magiging masaya na lang ako sa pagkakaibigan natin, kahit papano e maipapadama ko pa rin sa iyo na mahalaga ka sa akin.

 

sawi