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Sunday, February 12, 2006

Tumatalon- talon ang puso ko
Pag ika'y kasama
Naririnig pa rin ang boses mo
Kahit ika'y wala na
Ilang oras pa ba, ilang taon pa ba
Ako maghihintay sa 'yo
Lumilipad-lipad ang isip ko
Pag ika'y kasama
Naririnig pa rin ang boses mo
Kahit di ka kasama
Ilang oras pa ba, ilang taon pa ba
Ako maghihintay sa 'yo

Bakit ba ikaw ang nauna
Sana panahon nati'y nagkatugma
Paano na kaya?
Ayoko ko na sanang maghintay
Turing mo sa 'kin, ay isang musmos
Isang bata

its true, i guess, that love can transform you into an individual you never expect to be.

but what is love anyway? to be honest, i dont know either. who cares what it is when it will let you know when its there. dont confuse it with infatuation though. neither with lust. although an old professor of mine once told me that love and lust sometimes go together. i wont tell where i stand.

whatever love is, id like to think that its a nice feeling. i have questioned it many times -- whether true love exists or not. but i dont care at the moment. love simply is. it makes you contented just staring at that someone while he's asleep. it leaves you a happy feeling after youve made his bed, or after youve served him with food, or after youve poured water into his glass, or after youve cleaned up the mess he's made, or after washing the dishes for him. when you finally see that someone you truly care for, you instantly forget that youve had a tough day or that youve driven for miles and had been stuck in a jam for hours. you forget that youre tired or that you havent had enough sleep yet. youre just glad that at last, you are spending some time with him.

love creates a person who strives nothing but to be the best. it will make a girl study smart and work hard. it could even rekindle her faith in Him and make her go back to church. it makes you think of your future. it gives you direction. it makes you want to learn. it makes a forgetful lady remember.

it teaches one to enjoy life. it helps you control your temper. it teaches you to appreciate the simplest things -- your family, your friends, the geeky stuffs, the virus that used to bug you and your internet life, the computer breakdowns that completely destroy your most important files, the coffee that never failed to give you tremors, the vitamin c that has been stored for ages in your medicine box, the PDA youve ignored for years, the koreanovelas youve never attempted to see, the songs you never wanted to hear nor sing, the mellowdramatic movies about love you never dared to watch, the boutique youve never checked out, the book you never thought you'd read, the foods around the corner. it makes you laugh even at the corniest jokes.

it makes you ignore the fact that you have no talent at all -- it makes you crave to sing or dance for that someone.. it wouldnt matter to you even if you cant even carry a tune or that it will just make you look stupid. heck, it will even make you want to play the quitar even if you dont know how. it will make one hungry for music and that someone.

yes, love is wonderful but it hurts too. big time. it makes you promise never to do anything that could hurt that special someone but you yourself end up being hurt. it makes you wanna do things you dont normally do. even if you know for a fact that you dont have to do anything to make him love you cause if he loves you, he simply does. and if he doesnt, then he doesn't. thats the way it is. it makes you give even if you have no more to give, putting aside the fact that youre not going to receive anything in return. it makes you realize your worth but you suddenly forget about the standards you have once set. all you desire is for the one you love to be happy... but you.. you end up crying, for the same reason that has made you feel euphoric. you tell yourself not to wait forever but undeniably, you are still waiting. you decide to cure his wounds, but when he's finally done grieving and no longer needs you, you become lost. you forget that you just wanted to help and youre confused whether or not to let go. all you can do is just close your eyes and wish.

love. whether it makes you feel good or sad, it definitely makes one a better person.
i still havent figured if its really love but im still thankful for having been reminded of at least how it feels.

So you're down there... Confused, you can't bear.. When things aren't easy, hiding is not the answer.. Anxiety, then faithless you'll be.. Just fall on me.. there's no other answer.. I'll catch you just fall on me... Hear me now, hear my voice, speaking the words of love.. Betrayed and died.. How lucky you are.. Just open your eyes and see.. I'm tired, free me, pick me up from this mess I made ..hear me.. Reach me by your hand and ease me.. There's no other answer.. I'll catch you just fall on me...

Bone painted the world at 8:19 PM
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