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Every sip of my coffee,

the nostalgia that it brings,

always ends me up asking,

and wondering about things

I'm not in control of,

and the heart that keeps choosing you.

O, lady,

your cosmic.

Like a myriad of raindrops,

falling in front of me.

Your mystic voice,

emancipate­ my very soul.

From the trepidation of my mortalness,

I sit here quietly on my own

with nothing much to say.

Well no, ok that's not entirely true,

things would be different

if you were here sitting with me.

Envisioning a possibility of you and me.

But all of this maybe a part of the system,

a predetermined rhythm from above.

These things I need to find again,

but can't envisage when.

I sit here and I wonder,

"Will I ever find you again"

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Soulmate

They say, we were born with a soulmate. Right after our birth, a red string connects us to each other.

We cannot see it nor we can touch it. It is a bridge from one’s heart to someone’s heart. And when we will meet in the future, I will instantly recognize you. Without any doubt.

One day we will bump into each other and our eyes will speak for both of us. Somewhat a language that only the soul could understand. I will meet you at the most unexpected time on the most unexpected place.

At the airport waiting for your flight to Venice; in a coffeehouse sipping a café au lait alone on the table next to mine; or in a library, reading a novel of an American.

When that day comes, I will never let you go again.

I have been waiting for that since birth, now that I have you I will spend my last breath to tell you “Eres la persona más especial que he conocido solo. Te amo.”

We will travel together to the places we are dreaming; I will marry you anywhere in far corners of the earth; we will settle in Ireland — where fairyland is.

We will have a castle on the top of a hill covered with anything gold.

Our children will play on the wide green pasture with their kites.

We will go to museums and art galleries, we will write poems together on a treehouse overlooking the Atlantic.

Every Winter, we will bring a Christmas tree in the house. We will light the ceiling with Christmas lights.

If destiny serves it well. Darling, we will build a kingdom together. Forever.

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Really like you

really like you.

Like, a lot.

But I can tell that you aren’t interested. At all. What used to be funny banter is now forced conversation. And I’m the one always starting the conversations. It didn’t used to be that way.

It was because of me calling you cute, wasn’t it? Well, you are. No matter how fake the smiles or how short the responses, you’ll always be cute.

Although a few days ago, I made you laugh. It was genuine, and it was great. It was proof that you didn’t totally hate me. But I feel like I annoy you, so I probably just won’t talk to you anymore.

I messed up by flirting with you. I ruined everything, and I’m so, so regretting it. But if there’s one thing that’s come out of this, it’s something I’ve learned:

If flirting means losing someone as great as you, then I’ll never flirt again. Ever.

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I swear you've got the sweetest and warmest when you smile. You are burning with love, when you enter the room and everything get's light up.

You make everything feel simple and easy and it feels so good seeing your face. You're amazingly strong, and powerful and confident - remember that always.

I want to tell you, the world feels like it's ending tonight but it will rebuild itself in the morning, I want to tell you you can make it when you absolutely insist that you can't.

You know it took me alot of courage to take a step on confessing to you and another step to wanting to get to know you more.

You seem to feel like home, comfy couches and a book by the open window where the breeze of wind blows. There is something so famillar about you, the way you speak the words that my mind doesn't remember but my heart never forgets. I think I've know you. I think I want to.

You were a mystery and I wanted so badly to know.

I look at you and I know and I think how love must be so sweet like this, the sureness about someone, the certainty. No better feeling than not knowing about it.

You remind me so much of my younger self, so eager to witness the world but afraid to come out of your comfort zones.

As for me, I just want to stay with you. I just want to spend my whole lifetime exploring the universe inside your eyes.

This is the end but this could also be the beginning of something and maybe you just have to look at it that way.

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Life without statistics

Statistics all it's secrets. All it's uncertainty. All it's probability. All it's data set, models and representations. I may not know everything statistical. Yet statistics is like winning her affection it is undeniably mysterious. All I could do is derive and integrate it with an extraordinary style.

Imagine no statistics, it’s easy if you try no p values below us, above us only the sky. Imagine all the researchers interpreting numbers up till now. Imagine all the professors sharing all the world. No, seriously there is no physics to be done without statistics. Even in mechanics you need to repeat measures and then average, propagate the error and so on. Imagine no probability but I think basically everyone faces situations involving odds or risk everyday. If there is a world similar to our own but without statistics, probably the first thing we'd do would be to invent statistics. I thought about it some more, and realized that statistics is really important, not just because otherwise we'd all be driving crappy cars without modern electronics and being governed by the Nazis, but because of how it teaches us to look at the world were living in. The problem is, that the statistics will always be here anyway. The world cannot be without them being interpreted and is there to be used.

A world without statistics would be like a world without her. Somebody would eventually fill the hole. You could say a life without statistics is a love life that is missing. That my crushes so dismissing, yet You and I could make a perfectly correlated pair. You are perfect; I’d make no substitutions. You remind me of my favorite distributions with a shape and a scale that I find very reliable and comfortable. You’re as comforting as a two parameter slope. When I ask you a question and hoping you answer truly, you then speak as clearly as a Truth Table. Your love of Calculation is most influential just like the constant hazard of an exponential with so many moments, all full of fun, you always integrate perfectly to one.

Now meeting early in the mornings with professor Matthew, I've thought long and hard about this class. Calculations are running through my head are averages, medians, modes, and standard deviations. The probability of making it is extending towards the infinite's. The Variables and Data I can't even control are swarming exponentially. Trying to divide them faster than they multiply equally exhausting myself. But the solution is there just waiting to be proven just like a data waiting to be analyzed. I won't consider cheating in this subject. I'll be trying, studying hard, hoping and praying to God that this time all of us will pass this subject. I don't care how hard it takes or if it's even the last thing we'll be doing.

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A New Blank Page

New Year’s Eve has always been my favorite holiday- even more than Christmas- there’s something so crazy about thinking of all the moments and emotions and people you met and memories you made at the end of the year, and knowing you couldn’t have predicted ANY of it. Realizing that something unexpected happening in a moment changed your day, changed the course of the week, changed your life for that year, and so on.... every single day really is a blank page; and that thought is both terrifying and exactly what it means to be alive. Looking back on this year, I’ve never felt more alive, never felt the experience of being a human more intensely. I’m exhausted. LOL. But that’s how I want it. 2018. I’ve never been more in love with life than I was this year. It’s messy, it’s beautiful, it’s hard, it’s unpredictable, it’s full of hope and dreams and discovering who you are, it’s so damn precious. How the story unfolds is and isn’t under our control- all we can do is decide to show up- no matter how scary it is, no matter what happens... to see how it turns out. Here’s to a blank page tomorrow. Happy new year!

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It's not about you its just me

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“Love should require both partners to be their very best at all times.”

—

Gillian Flynn

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It’s Hard for Me

Even though you are cold; even though you are pushing me away,            In a corner of my mind, as much as you hate her, your crying and you're trying your best to forget.

In a corner of my heart, I would still wait for you. It’s hard for me to forget you.                                            How can be a memory be easily forgotten?                    As I also know how it feels to be left forgotten.

When I will look back it’s always the same image.      I’m the person caring for you. It’s hard for you to forget him,                                          It hard’s for me to let you go.                                            Hard for me, too hard for me.                                            It’s hard for me to forget you.

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My Confession to Her

Naa lang koy gusto iingon because I can't say this sa tao mismo. Na fall naman gyud kayko niya. I've been in denial for the past few days and tonight I realize that I truly love her. Pero kanang even though love nako siya, I'm okay with the fact that she won't feel the same way as long as she's happy. She deserves the to be happy. I know nga despite sa fact nga sige siyag binuang, sad siya. I pray that she finds a boy someday that will make him smile during those times kay even though I really want to be that boy for him, I just don't think I'll be enough. She deserves better than me. I pray for her happiness more than I pray for mine.

So to you my dear, I wish you all the good things in the world because you deserve it. I know your having a hard time right now but remember that it will pass. You can do it!

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DISTANSYA

alam kong alam mo

alam kong ramdam mo

alam kong nakikita mo

alam kong narinig mo

pero isa lang ang alam kong di mo alam

yun ay...

yun ay ang nasasaktan ako

sa bawat ngiti mo

sa bawat oras na kausapin mo ako

sa bawat minuto ng kasiyahan mo

sa bawat hahaha mo

sa bawat please mo

sa bawat letra ng sinulat mo

dahil alam ko sa sarili ko

lahat ng yun...

lahat lahat yun ang dahilan ay siya

sa bawat salitang binibigkas mo

sa bawat salitang siya

siya, siya, siya...

siya na! ipagsigawan pa ba?

siya, na gusto mo

siya, na mahal mo

siya, na sana'y makasama mo

oo nga pala

siya nga pala,,

siya at hind ako

kayaaaa.

mahal, mahal man kita pero lalayo na ako

didistansya..

lalayo at iwan ang mundong sa panaginip ko lang makikita

mundo kung saan sasaya ako

ngunit..

ito rin ang mundong dudurug sa sarili ko

kayo at kami ay magkaibang mundo

gusto mong maging kayo

at akala mong merung kami

paano naman ako?

ako, na ang gusto lang ay tayo

walang kami at wala ring kayo

pwede bang pagbigyan ang nais ko?

nais kong makasama ka

nais kong pagbigyan ang salitang tayo

tayo, tayo na ikaw lang at ako

tayo na walang pumagitnang ibang tao

tayo na parang ikaw lang at ako sa mundo

pero napakahirap,

mahirap dahil,..

kahit kailan di magiging tayo ang salitang kayo

ako ang salitang siya

at lalong lalo ng di magiging

mahal kita ang mahal mo sya.

oo, gusto kita, pero pasensya

alam kong mas gusto mo sya

at nakapili kana saming dalawa

ops!

di ka naman dapat mamili diba?

dahil sa simula palang

siya na, at hindi ako

gusto kita, mahal kita

gusto kong maging akin ka

pero sa kanya ka magiging masaya

kaya mahal,

oras na para ika'y bitawan

piliin ko naman ang di na ako masaktan

piliin ko naring puso ko'y ingatan

pinapalaya na kita kahit minsa'y di kita na hawakan

didistansya ako

hindi para sa sarili ko,

hindi para umiwas sa hapdi ng puso

kundi..

didistansya ako

upang magkatagpo ang ikaw at siya

at mabuo ang salitang kayo

sana sa pag alis at paglayo ko,

wala ng pagsisihan pa

at sana wag mo narin akong pigilan pa

dahil masasaktan ako,

masasaktan ako sa kakaisip

na sana...

sana di mo nalang sinimulan

kung di mo naman pala kayang wakasan

I want to dedicate this to someone pero who am I para ma notice diba?

I'm just letting out my heartaches. charot

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(By Lulu and Andy on the Detroit Discord)

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Indefinite

Your words are sharp,

like a piece of a broken glass

Sometimes sharp as it goes straight through my heart.

feeling your embrace like we are never apart.

Sometimes sharp as it goes straight through my heart,

ripping its flesh, and you leave to part.

You are both my poison and antidote.

turning blue getting strangled with your garrote

Yet you make me red, as I blush

with your sweet i-love-yous being said.

One arm is around me like a lover,

the other hand holds another.

You and Us are indefinite,

countless guesses it runs infinitely.

My tongue is dull and rusty,

couldn't utter sharply,

who you are, and what we are.