We can love someone and just be happy about it even if we know that it cannot last forever. It is not about having someone. It is not about owning a relationship. Rather it is just about being happy because you know you have loved someone. There is a purpose and meaning behind all these events, and this purpose and meaning develop you as a person and a lover. Whatever relationships you have in your life now, they are precisely the ones you need at this moment.

I know I need you for me to be happy knowing that there's something I look forward to everyday... But ours is a little vague for I don't know exactly how you feel on me... So I decided to start forgetting you and move on...

MATR II

Loving is a lot like watching a 20-minute fireworks display.. Exciting, emotional, romantic, sweet, memorable. But it also ends as dramatic as it begins to fade slowly into thin air. As much as you want to keep watching, there's nothing you can do to make it stay. In the end, all that's left is a starless night and the fact that in this life, good things never seem to last. :'(

Half-Life - Oliver James

Afternoon
Fell asleep in the living room
Its one of those moments
Where everything is so clear
Before the truth goes back into hiding
I wanna decide cause its worth deciding
To work on finding something more than this fear
It takes so much out of me to pretend
Tell me now
Tell me how
To make ammends

Maybe, I need to see the daylight
Leave behind the half life
Dont you see im breaking down
Oh lately
Something here dont feel right
This is just a half life
Is there really no escape
No escape from time
Of any kind

I keep trying to understand
This thing and that thing my fellow man
I guess I'll let you know when I figure it out

And I dont mind a few mysteries
They can stay that way
Its fine by me
But you are another mystery I am missing
It takes too much out of me to pretend

Maybe
I need to see the daylight
Leave behind the half life
Dont you see I'm breaking down
Oh lately
Something here dont feel right
This is just a half life
Is there really no escape
No escape from time
Of any kind

Come on lets fall in love
Well come on lets fall in love
Come on lets fall in love
Again

Cause lately
Something here dont feel right
This is just a half life
Without you I am breakin down
Awake me
I wanna see the daylight
Save me from this half life
Lets you and i escape
Escape from time

Come on lets fall in love
Come on lets fall in love
Come on lets fall in love
Again

(Pics taken from HD saved by someone I don't know or I can't remember... But he's guapo so go sa post...:)

Parallel Lines

I've been thinking a lot about lines lately.
About parallel lines and perpendicular lines and straight lines and curved lines and lines that aren't quite parallel but aren't quite perpendicular, either.

I've think lines are like people.

You and I are like parallel lines. Sometimes it seems like we drift closer together and sometimes it seems like we couldn't be farther apart. Parallel lines have a lot in common, but they never meet.

And I think that's pretty sad.

I guess I'd rather want us to be like parallel lines than like perpendicular lines. Perpendicular lines are like some of the saddest people I've ever met. They drift towards one another, meet for just an instant, and then drift apart forever, destined to go their separate ways and never meet again.

Which is pretty sad too.

Curved lines are like lucky people. They intersect with another line once, then can go back and meet with it again and again and again, forever. Curved lines can even bend so close to other lines that they're almost the same line, or at east are almost never not intersecting with another line.

Sometimes I wish we were like curved lines instead of like parallel lines. But I guess that can't happen because if we change line types, we might change people too. If we were like curved lines instead of parallel lines, I wouldn't be me and you wouldn't be you. And that's what I like best about you: you.

I guess you and I are stuck being parallel lines. Forever friends, and can never be lovers...:'(

Unfaithful - Rihanna

To whom do I dedicate this song? Hmmm... Maybe to him who can't get over with his first true love. I'm sorry with what happened to you but honestly I hope that your all well and striving to survive... I know you'll get over her, someday...


Story of my life
Searching for the right
But it keeps avoiding me
Sorrow in my soul
'Cause it seems that wrong
Really loves my company

He's more than a man
And this is more than love
The reason that the sky is blue
The clouds are rolling in
Because I'm gone again
And to him I just can't be true

And I know that he knows I'm unfaithful
And it kills him inside
To know that I am happy with some other guy
I can see him dying

I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna be the reason why
Every time I walk out the door
I see him die a little more inside
I don't wanna hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take away his life
I don't wanna be...
A murderer

I feel it in the air
As I'm doing my hair
Preparing for another date
A kiss upon my cheek
As he reluctantly
Asks if I'm gonna be out late

I say I won't be long
Just hanging with the girls
A lie I didn't have to tell
Because we both know
Where I'm about to go
And we know it very well

'Cause I know that he knows I'm unfaithful
And it kills him inside
To know that I am happy with some other guy
I can see him dying

I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna be the reason why
Every time I walk out the door
I see him die a little more inside
I don't wanna hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take away his life
I don't wanna be...
A murderer

Our love, his trust
I might as well take a gun and put it to his head
Get it over with
I don't wanna do this
Anymore
Whoa, oh.
Anymore (anymore)

I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna be the reason why
And every time I walk out the door
I see him die a little more inside
And I don't wanna hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take away his life
I don't wanna be...
A murderer (a murderer)
No, no, no Yeah, yeah, yeah

Gab and Margie - Meant for Each Other

Shakespeare has once said, 'Love is not love which alters when its alteration finds.'  When life gets hard, when things change, true love remains the same. It is very easy to fall in love, yet it's hard to stay in love.

When both of you believe, trust and help each other, the roads maybe rocky but hold on, and you will find your way. Coz you are meant for each other and when you join forces, nothing can come between the two of you, except God. So God bless and keep holding on!

Congratulations, from all of us, DUEÑAS Family.

Check - paperclip

Unexpectedly you came. Indifferent and clueless but you had the aura of complexity. I didn’t bother to recognize the beauty that was innate in you for it was just one of those senseless conversations for me. We were both minding our own pointless existence. As the witty exchange of words drew us together, it suddenly occurred to me that this was different. You were different. I instantly noticed how amazingly smart you were. That and more. 

I was the black pawn. You were the white knight. We were always on the same board but we never had our squares aligned. While I was busy protecting, shielding my own realm, you were having your own share of victorious moments. I took my steps one square at a time, constantly being aware of the threat that haunted me for years. Your valor radiated from within while your horse galloped. Your mere presence was too overwhelming for me not to notice. 

You were my metaphor. 

Your vagueness was intriguing me. 

For some strange reason it was as if I understood every crap you’ve been telling me. I just refused to acknowledge the fact that they were affecting me this much. I was trying desperately hard to resist being dragged any further into this but the scent of paranoia that once lingered in my whole being seemed to have faded. 

It had its toll. 

You had me. 

We both knew that we could not justify the mediocrity of it all. You once told me that caring for someone over SMS was hypocrisy. Still you said you meant those words that you blurted out that one midnight when I was about to hit the sack. How ironic. I had doubts about its sincerity, though. I told you that. You didn’t argue. You just understood. 

I was confused that’s why I just had to draw the line. I didn’t want to hold on to something that was not even there. You assured me that it was there, constantly hovering over my open palm. Somehow I just couldn’t grasp it. Maybe because I was just trying hard to get a grip of it for I feared that it might go away. I realized that I wasn’t letting it have a chance to calmly rest on my palm. I know you were just taking your time. You’ve been doing that from the start. You would never know how much I appreciated you for that. You were just probably as scared as I was. Not even half I bet, for now you have everything to lose. 

I’m nearing the end of the chessboard. Soon I’ll be transformed into a queen. I don’t know how to rule. This whole sense of sovereignty and royalty is far too profound for me to comprehend. 

Give me reasons to trust you. 

Tell me you’ll guard me with all your heart. 

Tell me you’ll erase the fear that I’ve been having of falling in love. 

Assure me that you’re the one I’ve been longing for and I’ll forever be yours. 

Check. Your move…