Anong “I can’t take it anymore?!” Why should you have to take it in the first place? When a person is not making a conscious choice to give you love, then there should be nothing to take. Love is a conscious effort, it doesn’t grow by accident. We all deserve to be purposely, deliberately, and intentionally loved. DAPAT SINASADYA KA TALAGANG MAHALIN! Hindi pwedeng bahala na si Batman noh, hindi ka naman si Batgirl! Hay nku! Hmmpf! Pambihira...
---grabbed from Sis JB's FB post.
#word #D9
Thursday, October 22, 2015
Thursday, October 15, 2015
Loving Can Hurt
Photograph
Loving can hurt
Loving can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
When it gets hard
You know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive
We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
Times forever frozen still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
'Til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
Wait for me to come home
Loving can heal
Loving can mend your soul
And it's the only thing that I know (know)
I swear it will get easier
Remember that with every piece of ya
And it's the only thing we take with us when we die
We keep this love in this photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Our hearts were never broken
Times forever frozen still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
'Til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
And if you hurt me
That's OK, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Oh you can fit me
Inside the necklace you got when you were 16
Next to your heartbeat
Where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's OK, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
When I'm away
I will remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost
Back on 6th street
Hearing you whisper through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nSDgHBxUbVQ
Functional
You gave a tangible gift
But was reluctant to be tangibly hugged
You gave concrete help, yes
The one that requires the dirty work
You always gave your portion
It was a matter of reciprocation
Maybe they just wouldn't meet
Maybe it just wouldn't suffice
Maybe you don't want to anymore
Pushed to be stiff.
Situations made you flat-affect.
---the epitome of a garbled mind
Wednesday, July 29, 2015
what are they feeling...
Make them feel the love, not the pressure; make them feel supported, not reprimanded; make them feel cared for, not pushed over.
-random musings-
Monday, July 20, 2015
Monday, April 20, 2015
What She Is About To Do
And people would wonder why she did what she did
Because she hid
Everything
As best as she could
She hid
Everything
With a broken heart
Only one
One person would know
Because she hid
Everything
As best as she could
She hid
Everything
With a broken heart
Only one
One person would know
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