the starry night dreams and stars, both exists but far

“What is love?”

Someone asked me if I love him. I did not answer him directly because I don’t even know what love is. I told him to give me the definition of love for him though he asked for mine. I don’t have my own meaning of love. It’s just I know that it exists somewhere in between people. But what is love?

I asked myself, what is love for me? suddenly, I remembered him. I remembered us.

Love is not when I bliss into happiness whenever I see you.

Love is not when I jerk into tears when you are with her.

Love is not when you hold my hand and say you’ll stay beside me.

Love is not when you kiss me and whisper me that we’ll be together.

Love is not when we break our hearts and choose to let each other go.

Love is not when we try to forget everything that we have to move on.

Love is not when decide to go back in time and be back to us again.

Love is not something I would easily tell that it is.

For love is when I am calm about you in any ways. There’s no butterflies but only comfort. There’s no crying for we only seek the happiness of each other. There’s no expectation, no hoping of, no overthinking, no fear. Just pure trust and understandings. There are no heartaches for we only wish something not for one self but the other half.

For love isn’t something I take, but it is something I give.

It isn’t something I feel in raging hormones, but it is I don’t need hormones to make me believe that you are special.

I do not own you you, possess you or tie you to me but I only pray the happiness of yours even I am not part of it.

In facebook, I’m like the happiest person, In twitter,I’m like the most complaining person, in tumblr, im  like the most suicidal and in person, im like the quiet smartass

wow. me. 

Gising na pala siya kaninang nagising ako. Tinignan ko kung online sya. online nga.

Alam ko,malaki problema niya. Kahit na di ko iwish na sana hindi love problems yun,feeling ko kasama na yun. Masakit? oo. masakit makita siyang nasasaktan. Pero mas masakit makita siyang nasasaktan dahil sa iba. wala ako magawa kundi magalala at masaktan nalang ng patago. Buti nga siya may mga kaibigan. ako, wala. wala nakakaalam ng feelings ko kundi ang tumblr na to na wala naman akong kaibigan.

Kinds of Goodbyes

There are goodbyes that are painful. It is when someone isn’t ready to say so.

There are goodbyes that are for relief, it is when someone needs a space.

There are goodbyes that are needed. It is when someone has no choice but to say so.

There are goodbyes that are silent. It is when someone isn’t saying anything but things left for farewells.

There are goodbyes that are meant to be. It is when someone knows the end.

There are goodbyes that ends the story. It is someone has to leave and move forward to the next.

There are goodbyes that are lessons. It is when someone leaves an important moral in others’ lives.

There are goodbyes that are the bravest words. When someone has to say it in other for one to live on.

And there are goodbyes that are in suspense. When someone leaves but fate does something to show how small the world is.