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Danum_T_Ubbog
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"Danum" is an Ilokano word for water and "Ubbog" means spring. Literally it means Spring Water
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rowelovesk8 · 5 years ago
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rowelovesk8 · 5 years ago
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From the crowd, I saw of what seems like a familiar face, then I looked again and shrug. I can't remember where and when? But, then my gaze keeps going back to that face. Must be a look-a-like of someone I one knew. Outside, he came for a short chit-chat and while we talk a thought again, reminding me of something I can not seem to recall. Except, for a tick on my heart that seems so familiar.
#OldDiary #FamiliarFeeling #FaceFamiiar
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rowelovesk8 · 5 years ago
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rowelovesk8 · 5 years ago
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rowelovesk8 · 6 years ago
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rowelovesk8 · 7 years ago
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I don't mean to reject love, when I break someone's heart, my heart crashes 10 x more, and crinkles that love might not come knocking back
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rowelovesk8 · 7 years ago
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“Alone"
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I am hurting 
thus, I am going
to places
to find space 
in understanding me 
and finding glee
from the hurt 
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rowelovesk8 · 7 years ago
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rowelovesk8 · 7 years ago
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Thank you for making me feel, I'm just somebody you used to know. At least, now I can relate to a beautiful song.
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rowelovesk8 · 7 years ago
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rowelovesk8 · 7 years ago
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When all doubts and instincts lead to a conclusion, then all logic leads to one thing. But the heart says another. #MindOverHeart #HeartOverMind #Reasoning #Hearting #Decisioning
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rowelovesk8 · 7 years ago
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Somehow, I got tired. I got tired of reaching out. I got tired starting all the conversations. I got tired messaging you first. I got tired of waiting for your reply. I got tired of your short answers. I got tired of hoping that our old ways of talking would come back. I got tired, I am moving on keeping only good memories of you, but never forgetting how you made me feel tired.
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rowelovesk8 · 7 years ago
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I was willing to give up my world for you, but then you turned cold. So, I decided to enjoy my world without you.
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rowelovesk8 · 7 years ago
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I fell in love with someone who, just the thought of him weakens my knees and his touch electrifies my body. With him I lost all logic and reasoning. i just knew my heart beats for him.
But then, I realized i don’t want that kind of love,
I want a love that strengthens me. I want a love that makes me think clearly.I want a love that reasons. I want my heart back for a love more universal.
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rowelovesk8 · 7 years ago
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Naglaho
Noong umagang iyun,
tiningnan kita diretso sa iyong mga mata
at sa sandali ding iyun alam ko,
naglaho na
naglaho na
ang anumang meron tayo
ang anumang meron tayo
na di natin alam kung anong ganap
buong araw tayo magkasama
tumatawa, nag picturan, nag uusap
pero di na muling
nagtagpo ang ating mga mata
ang araw na iyon
ay isa na lamang palabas
Nakapagtataka na di ako nalungkot?
Walang kirot o sakit?
Naglaho na
naglaho nang walang kadahilanan
ang araw araw na pagbati
ng “good morning” ay
naging madalang na din
nakapagtataka?
hindi ko hinanap?
hindi ko inantay?
ang araw araw na pagtanong mo
nang “kumusta ang araw mo?”
nakapagtatataka?
hindi ko din inasam?
Dahil noong umagang iyon
alam ko sa iyong mga titig na
naglaho na
naglaho na
ang anumang meron tayo
paalam at salamat
sa araw - araw na pagbati mo ng
“good morning” at pagtanong mo nang
“kumusta ang araw mo”
naglaho man ang anuman
ngunit ang aking pasasalamat
na minsan ay naging bahagi ka
ng aking umaga at gabi
ay di maglalaho
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rowelovesk8 · 7 years ago
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rowelovesk8 · 7 years ago
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On Loving
In love, I learned that it’s not important that I be loved back, what’s more important is that I know in myself that I am capable of loving.
By loving I learned selflessness, letting go and the hope of loving again. With every pain that love brings it’s like, a wound, a cut, a burn, a scar, an injury, a lifetime memory, a reminder that you once loved. I cried with each pain, but I never once swear to not love again. I learned that loving someone is always coupled with pain. By loving I take risks, the risk that I might not be loved back, the risk that I might be loving more or less, the risk that I might too fall out of love, the risk that one day I might realize that I’m in-love with the wrong person.
And yet I continue to love.
Old Notes from My Diary 07/21/09
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