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j-banks-blog ยท 2 months ago
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My Clarity
by Lotusa
It took me too long to realize
that not every closeness
is meant to be kept.
You,
with your quiet laughs
and sudden messages,
you made the days feel
less like routine
and more like something
alive.
And for a moment,
I mistook comfort for connection,
presence for purpose,
your attention for affection.
But the truth?
You never promised anything.
Not forever.
Not even tomorrow.
Still,
I built castles out of glances,
homes from your kindness,
and fireworks from the way
you always sat beside me.
I used your warmth
to patch the cold inside meโ€”
never stopping to ask
if you meant to offer it,
or if I just took it
because I was starved.
But now,
I see clearly.
This isnโ€™t love.
It was longing, dressed as hope.
It was silence, waiting to be named.
So today,
I thank youโ€”
for the lessons,
the closeness,
and the ache.
Because in losing the illusion,
I found my clarity.
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j-banks-blog ยท 2 months ago
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โ€œWhy Does This Bother Me?โ€
I keep asking myself
the question that wonโ€™t sit stillโ€”
why does this bother me?
Why does it feel like grief
when he laughs with someone else,
like Iโ€™m losing something
I was never allowed to claim?
He said
he doesnโ€™t get attached easily.
But he always sits beside me,
like his silence trusts me,
like his world makes a little more sense
next to mine.
He told me Iโ€™m his lucky charm.
He messages me first,
shares horror stories,
movie scenes,
little crumbs of his chaos
like Iโ€™m supposed to hold them safe.
And I did.
God knows I did.
But when the room goes quiet,
when he forgets to look my wayโ€”
I feel it.
The sting.
The shift.
The ache that whispers,
โ€œMaybe he never saw you the same.โ€
And I hate myself for it.
Because Iโ€™m married.
Because I should know better.
Because I asked for nothingโ€”
and still hoped for more.
I want to believe
this is just friendship.
I want to believe
this is just empathy.
I want to believe
I am not catching feelings
in the middle of a life
I already built.
But why does this bother me?
Maybe because
somewhere in the spaces between our laughs,
I forgot where my boundaries end
and his presence begins.
Maybe because
my heart keeps writing stories
his lips will never read.
Maybe because
being chosen as a confidant
feels like love
to a heart thatโ€™s been unseen for too long.
And maybeโ€”just maybeโ€”
I bother me.
Because I know
I canโ€™t stay in the warmth of a flame
Iโ€™m not supposed to touch.
So if I must burn,
let it be in silence,
not shame.
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j-banks-blog ยท 2 months ago
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โ€œIf It Becomes Heavy, Let Go Softlyโ€
I met him
on an ordinary weekday
when the lights in the office were too bright
and the coffee too bitter,
but his voiceโ€”
his voice made the air feel less sharp.
He sat beside me
like gravity had rules I didnโ€™t understand.
Laughed at my jokes
like I was more than just noise.
He called me his lucky charm
but I wonder if he knew
he was becoming mine.
We talked like two people
who had known silence too long.
We shared stories,
drowned in playlists,
passed weekends like love notes
we were too afraid to sign.
But one day,
I rememberedโ€”Iโ€™m married.
And heโ€™s hurting.
And some wounds,
they borrow your light
without meaning to.
I started noticing the weight.
Not in the way he looked at me,
but in the way I looked at myselfโ€”
in mirrors that asked,
โ€œIs this friendship,
or are you holding something
that isnโ€™t yours to carry?โ€
I wanted to be his safe place.
But I am someone's home.
And I can't keep making shelter
in places where I must hide from storms
I helped create.
So if this becomes too heavyโ€”
if my chest tightens when he doesnโ€™t message,
if I start measuring my worth
in his attention
instead of my husbandโ€™s touchโ€”
I will leave.
Not in bitterness,
not in flames.
But in grace.
Because love, even unspoken,
should never be a burden
You wear it like guilt.
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j-banks-blog ยท 5 months ago
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You'll never know,
But thatโ€™s okay.
Some truths arenโ€™t meant to be told.
Some love are meant to be kept.
Iโ€™ll carry this quietly,
Not because itโ€™s a burden,
But because itโ€™s my way of keeping you close.
You๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝll never know
And maybe thatโ€™s just how itโ€™s meant to be.
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j-banks-blog ยท 5 months ago
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You'll never know,
But thatโ€™s okay.
Some truths arenโ€™t meant to be told.
Some love are meant to be kept.
Iโ€™ll carry this quietly,
Not because itโ€™s a burden,
But because itโ€™s my way of keeping you close.
Youโ€™ll never know
And maybe thatโ€™s just how itโ€™s meant to be.
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j-banks-blog ยท 2 years ago
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i feel worthless๐Ÿ˜ข
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j-banks-blog ยท 2 years ago
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My inner child in me.. all time fave tweety bird.๐Ÿ˜˜
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j-banks-blog ยท 2 years ago
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When you feel tired of everything.. Just go here.
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j-banks-blog ยท 2 years ago
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If you are a CEBUANO.. you know him.
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j-banks-blog ยท 2 years ago
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Why their are some people that are insentive? they can support a friend celebration than a parent celebration?๐Ÿค”
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j-banks-blog ยท 3 years ago
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If I die will you cry..?
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j-banks-blog ยท 5 years ago
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25 posts!๐Ÿค—๐Ÿฅฐ
milestone @tumbler
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j-banks-blog ยท 5 years ago
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๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ญ I feel so wasted.
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j-banks-blog ยท 5 years ago
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MY 36 WISHLIST (hoping it will be granted)
1. Visit 36 churches with my family.
2. Beach Outing just me,daughter & my partner.โœ”
3. Eat all you can with Me, Lo and my P.
4. Out of Town with Me, Lo and my P.
5. Date with my P.
6. Day off - Me time 1 whole day.
7. Family Picnic
8. Food Party (pizza,lasagne, shawarma,quesadilla, veg salads and more..)
9. Videoke with the whole family including relatives
10. Giving 360 under privilege moms beauty kits with perfume.
11. Free Haircut to all Senior Citizen.
12. Giving 360 under privilege kids toys.
13. Giving 360 under privilege Dads Loot Bags with Father like goodies.
14. Non Stick Pans Setโœ”
15. Umbrella (SHEDRAIN)
16. Pizza Slicer
17. microwave ovenโœ”
18. washing machine
19. study table
20. Free Standing Floor Mirror
21. Camera can be use for blogging
(second hand/brand new)
22. Ni-MH charger for AA batteries
23. Ring light 26 cmโœ”
24. oversized women sunglasses (black)
25. Solo Travel in Holy Land
26. Into the night Fragrance (Bath & Body Works)
27. S n R Pizza/ Shakeys Pizza
28. 9 inches Burger by Casa Verde
29. Lasagneโœ”
30. JM Shawarma/ Turksโœ”
31. Mang Inasal/Ribshackโœ”
32. TVโœ”
33. 12 pcs. Saang
34. Fish Fillet/grilled Fish
35. Pochero
36. Grilled Squid/Calamares
Hope good things are going to happen..
#st.claus
#joyfulgiver
#sponsor
#fairygodmother
#giftgiver
#onceinabluemoon
#freewish
#wishkolang
#kindhearts
#millionairespick
#hapinessshowcase
After 4 years... Putting check mark for wish granted.
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j-banks-blog ยท 5 years ago
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I miss those times that I laught so hard that seems like I cried..
I miss those times that I just stroll and never mind time goes by..
I miss those times that having long sensible conversation with a friend..
I miss those time that cuddle makes me fall asleep faster..
I miss those time that I received unexpected invitation to go out and chill..
I miss those time that going to church for a mass and eating streetfood or fastfood after.
I miss those time that we talk nothing then laughing reminiscing..
Most especially I miss MYSELF.. Hope you are here๐Ÿ˜ฅ
#lost
#inpain
#strugglingbattle
#hopeless
#useless
#noonecares
#onmyown
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j-banks-blog ยท 5 years ago
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I am just human with emotions.. with ambitions.. with frustrations.. fighting battles..
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j-banks-blog ยท 5 years ago
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Suffer in Silence...
but I did the opposite.. can't contain.
#releasinganger
#stress
#hormonals
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