Sabi ko wag kang iiyak eh. sabi ko pigilan mo. pero bigla na lang tumulo eh noh? di dapat ganito kabilis yun eh. di dapat mapunta sa ganito. Leche haha!
Do I still want to be the other girl? Naaawa na ko sa sarili ko. But I don't want to ruin their fairy tale.
Friday, October 22, 2010
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Martinis and third parties
My past relationship ended because of a third party. Third, fourth, fifth and maybe even a sixth party. Haha!
I kinda miss having a boyfriend though. One you could flirt with, and at the same time, Love with all that you are. But I always end up the one being only flirted with. And not loved. Desired but not owned. I feel like a mistress here you know? Does it feel so good because it's wrong? Or it's wrong that's why it feels good? I hope he realize which side he really wants. I'm not being serious or anything. I don't know the girl. It's just that I feel bad for her. Because I've been there. And yet I'm doing this now. I know what it feels like being cheated on. and yet I'm helping a boy cheat on the love of his life, with me.
It bothers me sometimes. Aren't they happy with where they are at? Isn't he satisfied with her? Is she losing her touch? Or is it just me? Is it because I'm his first love? Eto naman si ako, gora lang. Am I being the bitch here? OMG, I forgot. Yes, I'm the bitch here. I can't help it.
To the girl, sorry if I'm starting to ruin your togetherness. It's not really my fault that your guy keeps on sticking onto me. Okay, well, part of it is because of me. I apologize for that.
To the guy. Hey there. :) Nakakaaning na noh? Haha
I don't know if you'll for me. Again. Or if I'll fall for you. I just hope that when that happens, you'll know what to do. You know you can't undo things. You know it's impossible not to hurt anyone. But don't mind me, I'm just playing in.
For now :) I hope that as early as now, you'd be able to reflect on what you can and will do. We're big now. From me being your muse, and you being my escort, we have come a long way now. And it's all right to end it. Because I know about her.:)
I'll understand. I promise I will. You have no idea. :)
I kinda miss having a boyfriend though. One you could flirt with, and at the same time, Love with all that you are. But I always end up the one being only flirted with. And not loved. Desired but not owned. I feel like a mistress here you know? Does it feel so good because it's wrong? Or it's wrong that's why it feels good? I hope he realize which side he really wants. I'm not being serious or anything. I don't know the girl. It's just that I feel bad for her. Because I've been there. And yet I'm doing this now. I know what it feels like being cheated on. and yet I'm helping a boy cheat on the love of his life, with me.
It bothers me sometimes. Aren't they happy with where they are at? Isn't he satisfied with her? Is she losing her touch? Or is it just me? Is it because I'm his first love? Eto naman si ako, gora lang. Am I being the bitch here? OMG, I forgot. Yes, I'm the bitch here. I can't help it.
To the girl, sorry if I'm starting to ruin your togetherness. It's not really my fault that your guy keeps on sticking onto me. Okay, well, part of it is because of me. I apologize for that.
To the guy. Hey there. :) Nakakaaning na noh? Haha
I don't know if you'll for me. Again. Or if I'll fall for you. I just hope that when that happens, you'll know what to do. You know you can't undo things. You know it's impossible not to hurt anyone. But don't mind me, I'm just playing in.
For now :) I hope that as early as now, you'd be able to reflect on what you can and will do. We're big now. From me being your muse, and you being my escort, we have come a long way now. And it's all right to end it. Because I know about her.:)
I'll understand. I promise I will. You have no idea. :)
Friday, October 15, 2010
in-loved
Yes, you thought that he felt the same too. That both of you are gonna be forever and always, and all that. Well, some things change. Forgive life for that. Try not to go back to those memories that make you go weak. Those sweet sundays are now nothing but boring. Listening to that song all over again eh? His face pops every time you think about things; just about any thing. Feeling his hands still holding yours. Thinking about what he would say if this or that would happen. Undone plans. Broken promises. Words you didn't say. Stop it. Slap yourself. Let it go. Seriously. Even though you think that NOTHING can ever compare to him. You could be wrong, you know? Move forward and hope for the best. The very best. Sweet Sundays.
They say if it doesn't kill you, it'll make you stronger. It didn't kill you right? Then it means, you are stronger now.
They say if it doesn't kill you, it'll make you stronger. It didn't kill you right? Then it means, you are stronger now.
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