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Pangako mamaya huling beses na natin maghihiwalay. Ito yung huling gabi na mayroong ikaw at ako. Simula bukas ang meron nalang ay tayo, tayo habangbuhay. Hindi ka na matutulog mag-isa, at hindi ka na gigising ng wala ako sa tabi mo. Itong mga kamay na ‘to, 'di ka na bibitawan ha? I will nevet let go, 10,11,12,13,14 FOREVER AND EVER.

Popoy to Basha, A Second Chance(Teaser)

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I am loving you exactly the way I want to be loved.

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I always believe in God’s will. And I always believe that every damn thing happens for a reason, mapa-shit man ‘yan o overwhelming happiness. All the pain, all the sufferings, all the shortcomings, all those things na hindi pa pwede sa ngayon, all those things na gusto kong ma-achieve pero hindi ko naabot kahit anong gawin kong effort, all the choices and decisions that I have made, all the paths that I have chosen, all those people who came, who wrecked me, who made me happy and all those who left, lahat sila may rason kung bakit kailangan silang mangyari sa buhay ko. At hindi sila basta lang nangyari dahil may kailangan akong matutunan kundi marahil dahil na rin sa hinahanda lang ako ng mga bagay na ‘yon for some great things for my future. My life has never been all smiles and sunshine. Pamilya, pag-aaral, kaibigan tsaka pag-ibig, I have suffered and been hurt quite enough pero hindi pa rin ‘yon ang magiging dahilan para sukuan ko ang buhay. Actually there’s no reason for us to give up life kasi masaya at masarap mabuhay. We are lucky enough to experience life and God’s graces. Ang dami nating pwedeng maranasang magagandang bagay sa buhay. 

Lagi akong naniniwala sa good karma. Lagi akong naniniwala sa plans ni God. His plans are way better than mine kaya sa Kanya ako lagi nagtitiwala. I am always a firm believer that good things will happen at the end kung may kakayahan ka lang maghintay para sa mga bagay na ‘yon. It will happen if it’s meant for you and it will happen if you just wait. All you need is wait, wait patiently while you are doing your best efforts to achieve something that you want. I have been praying all my life for someone na magiging katuwang ko sa buhay. Ang pamilya ko at ang magiging pamilya ko ang importante sa akin. I am actually praying for so much things, for so much good qualities for a man na makakasama ko all throughout my lifetime, they are even quite too perfect to happen and I am not even deserving to have them pero walang masama kung magdasal ka para sa bagay na ‘yon at walang masama kung maghintay ka at lalong walang masama kung manalig ka lang na ibibigay ‘yon ni God sayo but still hindi ko akalain na mangyayari ang lahat ng iyon sa akin. Sabi ko nga, di bale ng saktan ako nang paulit ulit, baliin ang tiwala ko nang paulit ulit, saktan ako ng maraming tao, deserving man silang saktan ako o hindi, kahit pa masasabi kong di ko deserve maranasan ‘yong ibang bagay kasi wala naman akong ginawang masama sa kanila pero okay lang as long as at the end of all of these, it will be all worth it. 

When my boyfriend came into my life, siya na ‘yong masasabi kong good karma ko sa lahat ng nangyari sa buhay ko. Siya ‘yong masasabi kong buti nalang talaga hindi ako nagmadali at nainip. Siya ‘yong masasabi kong heto na ‘to, heto na ‘yong lalaking pinagdadasal ko. Pinagpapasalamat ko lahat ng masasakit na experiences na nangyari sa buhay ko mainly because of him. I am very much blessed with my boyfriend. He is so perfect for me that even his flaws and imperfections are so perfect for me, I could not really ask for more. Sobra sobra na nga siya na tipong minsan naiisip ko, my God what did I do to deserve someone so perfect like him. He is such a dream that sometimes I could not believe that he came true to me and became my reality. Sobrang bonus na nga sa akin na ang gwapo gwapo ng mahal ko. Sobrang saya ko ngayon. Of all horrible and great things that happened to me, this is what i’m going to ponder, I must say always believe in God, never ever lose faith even if life gives you hundred of reasons to give up and of course wait patiently. Everything takes place at the right moment and everything will all make sense someday.

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i love leaving messages, be it like short, novel-like, or random ones, to my boyfriend. messages for him to wake up to in the morning or messages whenever he is out with his friends and messages whenever i miss him, which is apparently happens all the time, while he’s doing some chore or work. i am actually annoying kind of girlfriend and i salute him so much for enduring that. i love making and writing letters for him, well just like this one now. i love giving him links of videos of cute puppies, babies and funny stuff and make him listen to my terrible recordings but still expects him to praise me and tell me as if i am the best singer of all. i love giving him pictures of couples and tell him i envy them so much and tell him it would be us by the time we will be together. oh, i love it when he sends me links of songs from youtube and demands me to listen to it and say he is gonna sing it to me. i love how he makes me look forward to things when we will be able to see each other and be with each other physically for real. i love it whenever he says his older sister or his twin sister caresses his hair and that made him think about me. i love it when he thinks of me to things he see or to moments that he experience. i love watching videos of marriage proposals, couples seeing each other for the first time and couples seeing after long months or years of being far from each other and videos of making “having a baby” announcements to husband and to the family because it makes me daydream about me and my boyfriend and our future together and our future family together. i love it every time i lay in my bed and couldn’t sleep because i am imagining stuff about what we could possibly do together and what would our future be like. i love making surprises. i love giving gifts and exert so much efforts on it. i love efforts. i love the thoughts. i love the brainstorming part. i love creativity in unique way. i love the thoughts like these would for sure make him happy but second guessing if it truly will make him happy but still fingers crossing and hoping anyway that he would like it. i would love seeing smiles after i have surprised him and i love the teary eyed face but trying to hold it back and i love it more when he fails to hold back his tears. i am absolutely looking forward to surprise my guy, sticking random notes on his cup of tea or on his face while he is sleeping and writing on it telling him how much i adore him and telling him how thankful i am for being his. i also have weird ways of waking him up. and i know he would love it. and i am really looking forward to it. i am looking forward to our morning hugs and morning kisses and morning talks and morning cuddles. looking forward to go for a walk to the beach with him, holding hands, finding shells, going to pubs and having drinks, kissing in the rain, cuddling on the beach sharing the same blanket while feeling the air and watching the starry sky. i love annoying him to bits. i love making him say bisaya words and giggle about it because he’s too cute and too poshy. and this post is actually meant to say something about myself but ended up telling something about him. oh, i love him so much. more than words could ever say. more than i could ever ever imagine.

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i. Sunshine, love people the way you wanted to be loved. Do not mind if they can’t reciprocate the feelings; it will always come back to you through various ways. ii. You will meet someone who will steal the air between your lungs but will suddenly give it back to you with a rusty taste that will sting in your tongue but I want you to eat chocolates and write. Write about how he left you shaking like a winter wind chime, too frozen to even melt a song on someone’s head. Write about the sensations he made you feel without even touching your body. Write about how his crooked teeth makes you giggle just by seeing it because you remember an awkward story about it. iii. When you’re broken, people run away and you’d think they’d come back with a glue to fix you up, but they don’t. they simply leave. iv. Be a sponge that will absorb the negativity but turn it into something positive and then blurt it out. That way, you will be happy and you won’t be hurting anyone intentionally. v. You have no right to be mad to the people who left you. They have reasons and maybe those aren’t enough for you but in the future, you’d probably thank them for leaving you because I tell you, you will learn a lot. vi. Sometimes, it’s better not to share anything to anyone. It doesn’t hurt to keep some things to yourself.

s.a., things to take to mind and heart (6/12)

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They have been together for quite some time now. She enjoys his company and he enjoys hers, too. They touched each other into the depths of their bodies where no one ever reached but never ever they’ve kissed. One wonderful day, they went out to their haven to a picnic. When she opened the food basket, he immediately grabbed the oranges– his all time favorite. She was really having a great time watching him eat until he offered her a bite. She waved her hand as a sign of ‘no’ but he pulled her closer and tickled her. When they stopped, as she stare at his eyes that has nothing compare to the galaxy, she knows this is the perfect moment. He leaned closer and she did not move, not even an inch. He leaned closer and closer until there is only an inch between them. She could smell his breath. Bold as ever, she grabbed his collar and kissed him. She can taste the oranges and she liked it. She liked it more that she can taste it from his mouth. Days, weeks and months passed, the fire that once warmed them are now starting to burn them. It became vast and perilous like a wildfire; they both know that it is really necessary for them to go separate ways because if they won’t, they will surely die. A year has already passed and she’s doing quite well. She had refrained every bit of memory that can provoke her from reminiscing. She walked downtown, receiving a warm greeting from the sun. She passed through a fruit stand and she saw oranges. Funny how fast it is to retrieve the memories you have backed up in farthest part of your mind– just by seeing an orange. She stopped walking and the lady vendor noticed her looking at her fruits. “Would you like something, dear?” the old woman said. She was about to shrug her head no but then she said, “Oranges. I’ve always loved them.”

s.a., oranges, osculates and you (via soulfulreverie)

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“It’s kind of ironic, you know?” “What is?” “How we unintentionally ask the people who wounded us to mend us.”

s.a., hollow place (via soulfulreverie)

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I love you.

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