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It was in my late childhood that I almost learned all the tricks in magic because of my magician friend. But every time I uncover new tricks-, I feel betrayed. Cause it turns out, magic isn’t magical. Magic is a two-faced woman lingering around to snatch your childhood. Magic is a treachery of genuine happiness Magic is a bad trick of mystery that let us all play in a circle of dishonesty. …but how does love—that no matter how tricky it is, remains so magical? Isn’t it love that made us go beyond the present time, made us all hope for uncertainties, and made us paint meteors from a faraway galaxy? I know magic is not true, but how does love, no matter how caustic it is, remains so true and wonderful? Isn’t it love that made 2am’s a craving for Hawaiian pizza? Isn’t it love that made picture frames moved like in a movie? Isn’t it love, that let you see the world to come? That no matter how skeptical the future is, you are so sure, that when midnight comes, you are holding his hands. That whenever you feel tired, there is his chest, offering you the warmth your body needs to feel rested. That you will wake up with a sweet aroma of coffee beside your bed and there is his tender smile, assuring you that he will never treat you like a cold coffee in the morning. That you will watch t.v series and solve crimes together. That whenever you read a book, his shoulder becomes the most comfortable headrest. That whenever you write, there is his eyes, supplying you all the words you need for a perfect story. You see? Love is so magical. That you don’t get to see the clouds of a sky. That you don’t get to to think of anything that might stumble you apart. That you don’t get aware of the word uncertain. Because magic is really like that, as long as you are enjoying yourself, you are not thinking of any trick that is moving around. And love is really like that, so magical that even uncertainties become so certain whenever you meet his eyes. But although love is magic, it doesn’t need an abadacadabra or a right swish and flick to exist. Love only needs you- and you. -Let the magic happen (av.d)
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After you've died people will start to think about you less and less until one day no one ever thinks about you ever again.
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Friend1: Yes. Paubos na tinta ng marker ko. sa wakas.. malapit na.
Friend2: Akala mo lang yon.. marami pang marker sa mundo. At marami pang blangko’t puting papel ang pupunuin bago tayo makahinga.
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Ikaw Ay Ako
Wag kang susuko Hindi kita susukuan Pangako iyan Dahil ikaw ay ako
-- r.torres
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