Tuesday, June 5, 2012

in the shape of finger hearts


June 6, 2012

When I'm up early in the morning I think of the times that you weren't there. Of how I've lived, no survived, counting the bland days before I met you. I retraced the me that was so intent on growing up that frequently I forgo the child within.

I remembered the inner turmoil I had to struggle with. Always I found myself stuck between two choices: of faith and love, of family and friends, and of dreams or reality. And whatever I chose, carried a weight of a world on my shoulders. So much so that I found myself gravitated to the pain and urge to dull that young thoughtless pain.

Everyday becomes a worthy adventure. They may not be safe sometimes, but neither are they reckless. It became about that instead now. I became about reminding people that it is okay to be in trouble, and it may led you astray and that is okay. You will come back.

Just remember that child inside you that never left. The one that forgives you no matter how many times you look away. You will always be remembered, and help will always come.

You know of all these kind words I wanted to say. The motivations I can give you. You knew them all because like me, you have a kind heart. Something that will one day, show the light to somewhere. Something that is always there with you, for you.

When you're ready, rise higher. Because the least we can do is to keep on trying, hoping and praying. Because the future is unknown, we had to try.
 
Till then!
 

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

czechmate


May 30, 2012

Because I just might've needed, in my very selfishness, your thoughts for me too.



-To disappear.