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There was once this guy who is very much in love with his girl...

 

This ROMANTIC GUY folded 1,000 pieces of paper cranes as a gift to his girl... Although, at that time he was just a small fry in his company, his future doesn't seemed too bright, they were very happy together..

 

Until one day, his girl told him she was going to Paris and will never come back. She also told him that she couldn't visualize any future for the both of them, so they went their own ways there and then...

 

Heartbroken, the guy agreed. But when he regains his confidence, he worked hard day and night, slogging his body and mind just to make something out of him....

Finally with all these hard work and the help of friends, this guy had set up his own company! You never fail until you stop trying.

 

One rainy day, while this guy was driving, he saw an elderly couple sharing an

umbrella the rain walking to some destination. Even with the umbrella, they were still drenched. It didn't take him long to realize those were his girl's parents... With a heart in getting back at them, he drove slowly beside the couple, wanting them to spot him in his luxury sedan...

 

He wanted them to know that he wasn't the same anymore; he had his own company, car, condo, etc. He made it!

 

Before the guy can realize, the couple was walking towards a cemetery, and he got out of his car and followed... and he saw his girl, a photograph of her smiling sweetly as ever at him from her tombstone and he saw his paper cranes beside her... Her parents saw him. He asks them why had this happened. They explained, she did not leave for France at all... She was ill with cancer... She had believed that he will make it someday, but she did not want to be his obstacle!!... therefore she had chosen to leave him.

 

Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have. She had wanted her parents to put his paper cranes beside her, because, if the day comes when fate brings him to her again... he can take some of those back with him..

 

Once you have loved, you will always love...

For what's in your mind may escape but what's in your heart will remain forever...

 

The guy just wept...

 

 

note: a friend sent this to me... i just thought it would be great to share this to you all :blush: :wub:

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Dear Someone,

 

I have longed to meet you but we have not really met. i try to gaze the heavens for some clue or hint that you really exist. the song of John Meyer keeps reverberating through my head; "I'm tired of being alone, so hurry up and get here." Its painful to think that i have feel so pathetic to get your attention. I really don't know if it is my fault or just a cause of circumstance for my being alone right now. I cannot blame anyone but myself if ever although i have done enough to give me a chance to be with someone. Whe will you appear? When will you get to know me? Who are you? My question seem so rhetorical at this point. Only God knows when and where we might meet or am i just grasping at straws. I wonder.

 

 

From,

 

Somebody

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gud am tweetP!!

 

 

kakantahin ko na lang letter ko...

 

somewhere, lost in the wind

im watching you

sunlight touching your hair

and i remember...

 

somehow, we said that we

would never stray

but somehow it lost our way

 

promises too often spoken

are easily broken apart

 

and im ready this time

i know that i no longer undecided

and i dont wanna be

o fool wondering what might have been

 

trace of forever, lingering

drawing me closer to you

a new beginning

 

now i know

there is no doubt

i understand just how fragile love can be

 

i cant forget

your memory by me

now i know where i belong

 

and im ready this time

i know that i no longer undecided

and i dont wanna be

o fool wondering what might have been

 

through eveyday

into the night

we got love to guide us

 

and i dont wanna be

a fool wandering what might have been.....

 

searched everywhere

nothing compares with only love to guide us

 

and i dont wanna be

a fool wandering what might have been.....

 

 

 

im wandering what might have been

we're gonna find what might have been

ive got to know what might have been

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Dear

 

i guess this is it for us. u've made ur point already. im sorry for all the pain that i caused. i didnt mean it. hurting u is the least that i want to do. i myself is hurt too. but maybe this is best for the two of us. one thing though, i thank you for the laughters, thank you for the smiles, thank you for the words of comfort, thank you for the words of wisdom, thank you for the love, and thank you for waiting..

 

i wish u all the best. have a goodlife. maybe someday we would meet again.. maybe even as friends. i'll treasure u forever.. ur pictures, ur letters, the songs i never heard, the memories,

 

and please.. stop lying...

 

justme

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Para sa mga taong tulad ko --->

 

 

Ang Puno't Dulo ng Pag-ibig

 

Nakakatawa talaga ang love. Isa siyang napakalaking oxymoron.

Lahat ng pwede mong masabi sa kanya, baliktarin mo at totoo pa rin.

Ang labo diba? Pero ang linaw.

 

Masaya magmahal. Malungkot magmahal.

Di mo naiintindihan pero naiintindihan mo.

Walang rason. Maraming rason.

Di mo na kaya, pero kaya mo pa rin.

 

Masakit magmahal. Pero okey lang.

 

Leche, ano ba talaga?!

 

May kaibigan ako, sabi niya dati "Love is only for stupid people."

Nakakatawa kasi laude ang standing niya,

pero dumating ang panahon, na-in-love din ang hunghang.

At ayun, tanga na siya ngayon.

 

Lahat kasi ng nahahawakan ng love nagiging oxymoron din.

O kaya paminsan, nagiging moron lang.

 

Hindi lang kasi basta baliktaran ang pag-ibig.

Lahat ng bagay nababaligtad din niya.

Lahat ng malalakas na tao, humihina.

Ang mayayabang, nagpapakumbaba.

Ang mga walang pakialam, nagiging Mother Teresa.

 

Ang mga henyo, nauubusan ng sagot.

Ang malulungkot, sumasaya.

Ang matitigas, lumalambot.

(At tumitigas din ang mga bagay na madalas nama'y malambot.)

 

Nakakatawa talaga.

Lalo na kapag dumadating siya sa mga taong ayaw na talaga magmahal.

Napansin ko nga eh.

Parang kung gusto mo lang ma-in-love ulit, sabihin mo lang ang magic words na "Ayoko na ma-inlove!" biglang WACHA!

Ayan na siya.

 

Nang-aasar. Magpapaasar ka naman.

Di ba nakakatawa rin na pagdating sa problema ng ibang tao, ang galing-galing mo? Pero 'pag problema mo na yung pinag-uusapan parang nawawalan ng saysay lahat ng ipinayo mo dun sa namomroblemang tao? Naiisip mong wala namang mali dun sa mga sinabi mo. Pero bakit parang wala ring tama?

 

Bali-baliktad din ang nasasabi ng mga taong tinamaan ng madugong pana ng pag-ibig. "Ngayon ko lang nalaman ganito pala. Sabi ko na eh!"

Ang sarap mabuhay. Pwede na 'ko mamatay. Now na!

 

At hindi lang 'yon.

Ang sarap din pagtawanan ng mga taong alam naman nilang masasaktan lang sila eh magpapatihulog pa rin sa bangin ng pag-ibig.

 

Tapos pag luray-luray na yung puso nila, siyempre hindi sila yung

may kasalanan. Siya! "Bakit niya 'ko sinaktan?"

May kasama pang pagsuntok sa pader yon, at pagbabagsak ng pinto.

 

Hayop talaga.

 

Mauubos ang buong magdamag ko kakasabi ng mga bagay na

nakakatawa 'pag pag-ibig na ang pinag-usapan. Ang daming beses ko na kasi siya nakasalubong kaya masasabi ko nang eksperto na'ko.

Pero wala pa rin akong alam.

 

Pero ang pinakanakakatawa sa lahat ay ang katotohanang kapag gusto

magpatawa ng pag-ibig, ipusta na mo na lahat ng ari-arian mo dahil siguradong ikaw ang punchline.

 

Nakakatawa no?

 

Nakakaiyak.

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hey there, sweetP!

 

Sorry, I couldn't help editing the last word out of your posted piece there. I had to, because I do know this piece. Specifically because believe it or not, I wrote it. It wasn't supposed to be as kalat as it is right now (it's all over the net, I know), but my barkada's weird. So they forwarded it to a million people via e-mail. Now it's for public consumption. Poor me.

 

And it's supposed to be in essay form... (okay, i'm being too OC about my piece there now, I'm stopping.)

 

You unknowingly just gave me a compliment right there. Thanks!

 

And mailboxers, a friendly reminder: whenever you post something, just to make sure, if it's not something you own (meaning it was something you read somewhere, heard somewhere), please do make a note of it. Something like "I don't know who wrote this, but it's nice so here it goes..." would help a lot. We don't want the site to get into trouble because of lack of simple precaution. Ayt? ;)

 

Write on people!!! B)

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My contribution to the thread, a letter long unsent...

 

My dear Neruda,

 

I'm still at a dead end.

 

For our night together... It was something I've wanted for so long. I've always dreamt of being with somebody the way I was with you then. And because it was with you, it made that night even than what I had wished for.

 

I couldn't say anything that night. For one thing, they'd be nothing you haven't already told me. You've said everthing I wanted to say. That I was happy just looking at you, holding your hand, being in your arms. Kissing you, God. Oh God, kissing you. It's so much more than I asked; kissing you tore my insides apart. One one hand, it was pure heavenly bliss, on the other it made me feel so unworthy. You're everything I've wished for (you've said that to me too), and so much more. You told me that night that I deserve a lot more that what you can give. And I couldn't tell you that what you've given me so far is worth all my dreams put together.

 

I had to forego saying everything in my heart. Most because a lot of them I couldn't say without choking on my tears. I was afraid of telling you everything because I didn't want to scare you. I've scared a lot of people away for being so expressive of my passion, the intensity of my emotions. I had to stop myself from saying everything I felt because even though I knew that there was a possibility that you felt the same way I did, I didn't want to put pressure on you. I didn't want to have you think that I was demanding to have all my feelings returned. I'm not even demanding any of it back. I've been so used to all this unrequited business that seeing you as into this as I am makes me happier than I ever was.

 

But I have to be honest with you. And so this time, I won't hold anything back. Thinking about this situation, where it's unfair to everybody, it seems that we have to end it. You say it's unfair to me because you think I can have so much more (and I still stand by what I said that this something I want to have. All the injustice in the world couldn't keep me from wanting to be with you.) And most of all, it's unfair to you. Because you're right smack in the middle of it all. If it gets as ugly as it can, you're going to lose everything--your reputation, your family. I'd still be yours if you want, but it could also be that if things were to end in the worst possible way, you wouldn't want me anymore, or you'd just have to lose me. Period. I know it pains you to be hurting other people, but though I feel your pain, I can never fully understand how much it aches on your end. I also know that you're already regretting that you'd have to hurt me too and I guess the only comfort I can offer is that you wouldn't have to worry about me. Like I said, if have to go through hell forever just so I can steal one minute of my heaven with you, then so be it. Heaven can go kiss my ass, you're going to be the best heaven I know.

 

The friend I was telling you about was playing devil's advocate once. He wanted to bring out all of my mind's objections to this, get my logic functioning again I guess. And he hit me at my softest spot. He asked me about my philosophy when it came to love. He reminded me about the million times I said i'm ready to give up anything and everything if I really loved somebody. It took just one of my brain cells, and just a millisecond of analysis to shut the both of us up. I told him that if you're really in love, you'll also be willing to give up heaven, and that includes the heaven you have when you're with the person you love.

 

Ha. Love. I guess I've finally been able to bring it into the picture. We haven't used that word yet, I think. We've used passion, want, feelings, emotions, in love even, but not love. And I think it's time to admit I'm stupid to already love you. I know I'm in love. But now, since I've had enough sleep to be actually thinking straight, I also know I love you. Enough to take the risk of scaring you away, enough to intentionally scare you away, enough to let you go for food. For the best.

 

I was asking you that night, while we were holding each other, how I could let you go. I've found the answer. I love you. And it's already hurting like hell just writing about trying to live without you, but it's what I have to do. Let the time that we're apart remind you of the depth of my love. Everytime you notice how long it's been since we've been together, remember that it's proof of how much I love you. Know that I'm going to be thinking of you always and that a tear is shed for every second that I can't hold your hand.

 

My love forever,

 

 

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i can't fathom why i have to feel this way.......

 

this can't be........it is wrong............

 

can you just stop and leave........

 

im so vulnerable that i may believe all the words that came from you.....

 

 

 

 

 

if loving you is wrong i dont want to be right for the rest of mylife...........

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Dear Ichie,

 

I was going tpo put dear Richie, but remembered how you hate being called that because you knew I dated a guy by that name.. I'm writing to you now because something just happened and I want to apologize..and i mean SINCERELY APOLOGIZE THIS TIME.

 

At the begining of our relationship I had beleived that what we had could be very very beautiful..and it was very fun.. it ws so good until that sad day when I called you Jr. I know I was wrong, and had promised to never do it again..and you just smiled and swallowed it.

 

then it happened again..and again.. and again..until you got fed up.

I couldn't understand your reactions and refused to give in..

 

now I understand how painful it was.

and Im really sorry. Not that it matters, but now I admit that it may have been my fault after all.

 

You're just not going to hear that from me.

 

Dons

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dear _____________,

 

supposedly somebody else should be writing this letter to u but seems he cant tell u how he really feels towards you....... he has long been keeping his feelings....... afraid that it might just lead him nowhere..... nonetheless..... he wants to tell you how he feels in a song..... it goes....

 

bakit d ko maamin sa yo

ang tunay na awitin ng loob ko

d ko nais mabuhay pa

kung wala sa piling mo

ngunit d ko pa rin maamin sa yo

 

d malaman ang sasabihin pag kaharap ka

ngunit nililingon naman kapag dumaraan na

o kay laking pagkakamali kung di nya malalaman

sa awitin kong ito ipadarama......

 

errrr....... maybe in time he'd find the courage to let u know........ i wish i just wish it will turn out good.... i wish the best for you and for him.... i know his feelings for u are sincere..... oh yeah!! hehehe!!! im playing cupid here.. :lol:

 

anyways...... this wouldnt be my last letter.. there's more to come..... :)

 

yours,

________ :)

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dear j.m.r.,

 

i loved you..i really did..im sorry kung di ko naparamdam sa iyo yon nung tayo pa..sorry kung di ko naalagaan kung anong meron tayo noon..pero alam mo naging masaya ako nung mga sandaling yon..at ilang taon din akong nalugmok..pero nakaya ko...salamat...

 

gusto ko lang malaman kung bakit at ano ba talagang dahilan...yun lang... :(

 

 

grace :cry:

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