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A Love In Progress

They say we fall in love with only 3 people in our lifetimes... First the love that looks right when we fall in love the 1st time. Maybe at least in our own perspectives, because we were young and full of hope then that it was not hard to believe in fairy tales and prince charmings. Next is the hard love. At this point I suppose our heads were already knocked off. We're already aware that fairy tales and prince charmings are perfect as they were told but we, are living humans that need to work for an ending we want. Last is the love that lasts. It is real, for there are witnesses and evidences...some we may have seen with our own eyes. How does it happen? When does it come? Do we know if it will last? I'll pin those questions on my cork board as I don't have the answers...yet? I suspect though that I stumbled on 'this love' unknowingly. I was not looking for it, I was actually in a contented, quiet phase of my life. I'm no longer young and no longer full of hope. I'm no longer eager to work on things I can't control. I'm no longer that strong to fight alone. And then he comes. He is too good to be true but everything just fits in. There is a battle in my mind but my heart is calm. It feels right that it's unexplainable to the extent that it seems not possible. Mental block...

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I want you to know...

I call you by your last name... You said my name is beautiful. Thanks, but you know what? I don't like my second name - Jean. I was born May 21, you were born January 1. I am 20 days, 4 months and 13 years younger than you, doesn't matter. You like younger women, we're vivacious. I like older men, you're wiser. Blue's Clues! February 14 last year, my date and I watched the movie Baler. February 14 this year, I'm dating someone from Baler. I understand that your family is very important to you. I have this feeling that if circumstances will force you to make a choice, you'll choose them over me, right? Back to our old school days,

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the Grass Spoke

Like a crisp of fog catching a seep of sun's breath, he would soon evaporate... So how could I recognize him among those masses of cloud above? And when they pour down as rain, which drop would I catch in my palms? If ever I catch him, would he not slip from my hands again? So could I still cull him from among those creeks of precipitations? Or would I just let him flow away to the seas and the oceans? And like a striving grass in the arid, let myself be deprived of even scanty dewdrops? Only the teardrops I have not poured out yet would withstand me. Oh, how I wish I were something else! The bristle cone which exudes ch

My Winning Pieces

Of Waiting And Cheating...

...you're letting me go now you don't mind me outside your heart's room outside your life's home if only i came just a bit earlier, maybe the door is still close so i can still knock knowing you're waiting inside for me to come in but now it is open i get it, i'm late that no matter how much i wanted to barge in i just lost the right to stand and fight my fault, i admit foolish me...it's my defeat. ...if only i came just a bit earlier

Reuben Negron Paintings and My Poems

Why is it painful to love?

We never know but when it slits our being it can last a lifetime We never know but where it hits us causes paralysis We never know but who hurts us is always the most special We never know why they always do we're just always left wond'rin' so We never know how to heal the wounds if ever they do heal, still there's always deep scars

The so-called PAIN

Love Overdosage

You gave me everything so that I'll learn to return them back to you I received nothing You made me a possession so that I'll know to whom I belong until you forgot that I am also mine You studied what I really am and you realized I am not like you so that you needed to mold me into your likeness You loved me too much until we both drowned as we lost ourselves because now what you see in you is me and you started to think that you are me so that you won't understand because you spent all your time trying to make me understand you until you forgot that you should have understood yourself first still I know, you won't listen t

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I want you to know...

I call you by your last name... You said my name is beautiful. Thanks, but you know what? I don't like my second name - Jean. I was born May 21, you were born January 1. I am 20 days, 4 months and 13 years younger than you, doesn't matter. You like younger women, we're vivacious. I like older men, you're wiser. Blue's Clues! February 14 last year, my date and I watched the movie Baler. February 14 this year, I'm dating someone from Baler. I understand that your family is very important to you. I have this feeling that if circumstances will force you to make a choice, you'll choose them over me, right? Back to our old school days,

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I want you to know... by sarjan, literature

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I want you to know...

I call you by your last name... You said my name is beautiful. Thanks, but you know what? I don't like my second name - Jean. I was born May 21, you were born January 1. I am 20 days, 4 months and 13 years younger than you, doesn't matter. You like younger women, we're vivacious. I like older men, you're wiser. Blue's Clues! February 14 last year, my date and I watched the movie Baler. February 14 this year, I'm dating someone from Baler. I understand that your family is very important to you. I have this feeling that if circumstances will force you to make a choice, you'll choose them over me, right? Back to our old school days,

Dear Romeo, by sarjan, literature

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Dear Romeo,

no'ng una tayo nag-usap naisip ko you're just one of 'em busy, snob, metropolis men i waited for your e-mail nangako ka e, pero 'ala i knew it, somehow it still hurt 'ala na 'kong balak umasa but then nasorpresa mo'ko ha days passed na kasi, still tumawag ka nahiya pa ako it's your aunt pala who added me up on fb and now they tease you... nangingiti ako hehe pag nangungulit ka, madaldal ka pala who would've known hmmm 'di ako mapakali sa work pag nagvibrate na mobile ko musika na s'ken voice mo 'di na nakakatamad umuwi i know you're waiting e and my day would be complete 'di na nakakabagot childish pero masaya ako lumu

Why is it painful to love? by sarjan, literature

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Tissue by sarjan, literature

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Tissue

i didn't wear my watch i want to forget it's Thursday i don't want 2:00 a.m. to come still something in me anticipates while something in me dies while i lose myself i almost uttered a prayer that he'd still be there sitting... sipping his Starbucks coffee even though i have in my hands the note he wrote in this tear-soaked tissue my heartbeat became my clock i watched the door swung open, and close, as people come and go i looked for his face but i only find it in my mind i started to worry i searched for his presence but i only feel him in my heart i started to cry i hate this tissue! it did not lie to me

Cold Sunset by sarjan, literature

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Cold Sunset

above the pink sky, behind those silent clouds are emotions... beneath the frozen water, within the stillness of the sea are memories... of the forgotten who longs to be remembered... just when the sun sets and my tears fall as your guitar is broken and Morrison sings his goodbye our hands lose grip... our footsteps make a rhythm of stones clashing by the beach but they leave no prints they are washed ashore...

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