a different kind of amor

staying with someone even if you know you can't be together forever,

for a lot of reasons,

...is like staying under the rain

it feels good

but you know it's gonna make you sick.

(but then again, she's hard-headed and  nothing can dictate her feelings. 

who knows what tomorrow may bring?

she's still hoping that things would turn-out to be better in the future.)

she'd rather get sick and cherish the rain.

So Little Time

Took a while to drag me out of bed,
Aim some coffee at my head,
Saw the clock I'm running late,
It's an ordinary day.
And I'm like a dog on heat,
Knock one out and then fall asleep,
It's sad but true,
I'd rather be with you

Don't you forget about me,
When you're a celebrity,
It will be only you and me
Before too long.

So little time so much to do,
I wanna spend my days with you,
So little time so much to do,
I'd like to spend one day with you,
And if that day is not enough,
Maybe we can stay in touch,
But i'm not making plans for tomorrow,
For tomorrow never comes.

Said I've been celibate for years,
Not out of choice there's no-one here,
See I can't get my end away,
Another ordinary day,
And I've love to see a little more of you,
Don't you forget about me,
When you're a celebrity
I know you're busy,
But we all need somebody - before too long

You're clothes would look better
on my bedroom floor, bedroom floor.

..on closed door and endless possibilites

as much as i want to open the already closed door,
it cannot be...
any longer.

it's hard.

and it's beyond my controll.

so, i'll just let it be.

windows are starting to open-up.

i think it's better for me to embrace

the countless possibilities.

Lord, i need your guidance.

just tell me if IT'S TIME.

...busted tire, weakened soul

...my car's tire is busted; 
                    my heart is wounded.

...my battery is drained; 
                    my soul is weakened.

                     beat that!

stranded overnight.
leaving behind. 

IT'S A SIGN.


it's time...
                  to let go.
                  to move-on.

...it ain't over 'til it's over

Here we are still together
We are one
So much time wasted
Playing games with love

              So many tears I've cried
              So much pain inside
              But baby It ain't over 'til it's over
              SO MANY YEARS WE'VE TRIED
              To keep our love alive
              But baby it ain't over 'til it's over

How many times
Did we give up
But we always worked things out
And all my doubts and fears
Kept me wondering, yeah
If I'd always, always be in love 

               So many tears I've cried
               So much pain inside
               Baby It ain't over 'til it's over

Andy, SO MANY YEARS WE'VE TRIED

and kept our love alive
'Cause baby it ain't over 'til it's over.

 

 

shoe, love, & hurt

You want to fall in love with a shoe,
go ahead.

A shoe can't love you back,

but, on the other hand,
a shoe can't HURT you too deeply either.

And there are so many nice-looking shoes.

(***read:  i'm a cynic.)

After A While...

After a while you learn
the subtle difference between
holding a hand and chaining a soul

and you learn
that love doesn't mean leaning
and company doesn't always mean security.

And you begin to learn
that kisses aren't contracts
and presents aren't promises

and you begin to accept your defeats
with your head up and your eyes ahead
with the grace of woman, not the grief of a child

and you learn
to build all your roads on today
because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans
and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.

After a while you learn
that even sunshine burns
if you get too much

so you plant your own garden
and decorate your own soul
instead of waiting for someone
to bring you flowers.

And you learn that you really can endure
you really are strong
you really do have worth
and you learn
and you learn
with every goodbye, you learn...

Tuwing Umuulan at Kapiling Ka

after work @ 6:00pm,  i was craving for a cheese burger.
so, he picked me-up with his scooter, and about to head down town.
in just a few minutes ride, it started to rain.....so hard.

we were on a scooter, we didn't have a raincoat.
it's raining hard... really, really hard.
traffic caught us..........  we were soaking wet!

                    Kasabay ng ulan bumubuhos ang iyong ganda
                    Kasabay ng hanging kumakanta
                    Maaari bang huwag ka nang
                    Sa piling ko'y lumisan pa
                    Hanggang ang hangi't ulan ay tumila na

heavy rain drops falling on my face... and hurt my eyes a bit.
i was on the back and hugged his chubby belly tight! (hahaha!)
still on the road, with cold wind blowing...i was shivering...
yet, having fun! i can't help but keep on laughing.
we keep on laughing hard... as hard as the rain.

                    Minsan pa ulan bumuhos ka
                    Huwag nang tumigil pa
                    Hatid mo ma'y bagyo
                    Dalangin ito ng puso kong sumasamo
                    Pag-ibig ko'y umaapaw
                    Damdamin ko'y humihiyaw sa tuwa

we headed to my home.
rain water from our wet clothes were dripping on the floor.
my father lend him his shirt and pants.  (he's wearing my dad's clothes? haha!)

and in the sala, while raining so hard outside,
nothing compares being with "my everything"
........with hot   C O F F E E   and   PANCIT CANTON.      ;p

it was the happiest rainy friday night of my life.

                Tuwing umuulan..... at kapiling ka.      (,")(",)*

Laughter in the Rain

LAUGHTER IN THE RAIN

Strolling along country roads with my baby.
It starts to rain, it begins to pour.
Without an umbrella we're soaked to the skin.
I feel a shiver run up my spine.
I feel the warmth of his hand in mine.

Oohh… I hear laughter in the rain,
walking hand in hand with the one I love.
Oohh… how I love the rainy days
and the happy way I feel inside.

After a while we run under a tree.
I turn to him and he kisses me.
There with the beat of the rain on the leaves
softly he breathes and I close my eyes.
Sharing our love under stormy skies.

Oohh… I hear laughter in the rain,
walking hand in hand with the one I love.
Oohh… how I love the rainy days
and the happy way I feel inside.

Masters in Picking-Up Broken Pieces

last year, i decided to go back to school to have a master's degree.
not only that i wanted to have a broader knowledge on other fields, but to refresh my mind as well.
though i'm a graduate of BS in Electronics and Communications Engineering, i've chosen to take up Masters in Business Administration (MBA)... so far out!
i'm like a "kindergarten" on this master's degree!
and like a child, I am amazed by my professors and my brilliant classmates! - who all have bright thoughts and opinions! *clap* *clap*
it seems like i'm just an "absorber" of the refreshing infos and knowledge that they share? (but, i'm enjoying it! =)

actually, the main reason why i enrolled is to keep my self busy...really, really busy.
I NEED TO BE REALLY BUSY AND DIVERT MY ATTENTION TO SOMETHING WORTHY.
'coz if not, i would end up getting INSANE!!!! sad but true.
last year was my "bottom down" year.
it was my greatest down fall.
---> i actually won last year’s “STUPID AWARD"!
it was a bad bad year.
tragic love.

but, things are getting better now... thankfully.
no need to be really busy to whatever.
i just want to focus on to something more personal. That's why I'm thinking not to pursue MBA anymore...perhaps not this time. i dunno... i'm still confused.

i'm also thinking of quitting my job. (?)
...and just bum around.
i've been awakened from my stupidity
i'm back with my old self.
"HE" is recovering (& gaining back health).
i need to slow things down a bit.
and rekindle those days.
LIFE'S TOO SHORT!
never to do the same mistake again.

• i miss the night walks after our  college class.
  i miss those coffee moments.
  5 years is 5 years is 5 years.
  .......ah those were the days.

perhaps, i'll be pursuing (MPBP)- MASTERS IN PICKING-UP BROKEN PIECES.