“The Other Half”

I saw his face so at peace inside the white coffin.  I saw his other half leaning at my friend’s shoulder, and I can actually feel the pain is unbearable for now.  The tears that were trying so hard not to come out, are the tears that’s coming out from within.  And it’s what that kept me bothered while I was inside the chapel… 

I asked myself, how painful would it be to say goodbye to someone who have always been a part of your life?  

I looked up to her as someone so tough… but at this point, I couldn’t see any signs at all that she is… 

“Mamimiss ko lang cia.  Highschool pa kasi…”

When I accidentally heard it, I felt the pain somehow and went back to my first question and have it rephrased… 

How painful would it be to say goodbye to someone who have been there in almost half of your life?  How would the first morning be knowing he’s no longer there beside you?
How painful would it be? 

That’s what true love brings you… memories that go beyond… And it lives forever

Unsolicited

There’s this guy who happened to be my classmate in college constantly giving unsolicited advice, messages, e-mails, etc…. even unsolicited love…  Nine years had passed and still he hasn’t found the best answers that would convince him to move on and accept the things that for him might be possible…  Does it take a genius to decode that there was nothing to start about or to continue?  As far as my memory can recall, there was nothing beyond being friends.  Even my friends who have known a little had long accepted that there was nothing to start about… A known pre-requisite to loving a person is at least you feel something special.  Then how come he’ll make you feel as if I owe him something?  It’s been nine years and my heart cannot recall even a single point of “feeling something”…  For everything is unsolicited… even what you’re feeling is unsolicited… and why do you expect me to say something? 

“Respect is earned and not imposed…” just as love…  
If my posts in this blog had made you disappointed, I care less.  If you think these are just prejudices, it’s no longer my concern.  Then, don’t ever read it again.  For you have just known a very small part of who I am and an ignorant on how I went through… not enough conviction for you to say things like that…   For I’ve never admired someone who had always been a struggling shadow… or shall I say, a stalker?  It’s not admirable either knowing that you’re married and still you have the “nerve” to post and share whatever it is you’re feeling that you’ll know have never been entertained and accepted.  Does your wife know about this? 

I wouldn’t mind losing someone who has never played an important role in my life…