you are what you read.

i may write my views.
that might appeal to yours.
or even oppose to your beliefs.
i may write my heart out.
to let your hearts know that i, too, know.
i may write long, or short.
i may write jargons.
but words are never jargons to me.
you may succeed to despise my words,
or fail to hide the sense you get in them.
try as you might, do your very best, for trying is living.

Saturday, May 22, 2010

listen to me

i wish i can tell you.

i want to shout out your name right now, in the middle of this crowd, and say the three sacred words of love.

I LOVE YOU!!

hell, i'm IN LOVE with you.

but, despite the screams in my heart,

my lips remain tight.

for the hope that you'll feel the same way flickers with non-existent sparks.

should i be pathetic by waiting you to start first?

or shall i remain quiet like this forever?

because i can never find the right words to tell you how i feel.

i need help.

i need YOU.


when there's expectations....

When you expect too much from somebody, you are vulnerable to the feelings of rejection, hurt and many other painful ones. But when you expect nothing, you’ll have a lot of blissful moments. That’s why they say, expect nothing and you’ll be happy.

Let’s say, you are best friends with B, a person whom you can share anything and everything without feeling insecure or fear of being judged. Tell me, there will be one point which you will feel intimidated, feel annoyed by the very existence of the close friendship. To those cynical enough, yes, you will understand this feeling. You will understand the annoyance and the inexplicable irritation when somebody other than your family knows you too well. You can’t lie to them, you can’t keep secrets from them, you can’t hurt them without hurting yourself as well. You hate that you love him or her so much. This is what best friends can do to you. Regardless of how annoying he or she is especially in quarrels or fights, you have that nagging feeling, sometimes tired in the subconscious minds of yours, somewhere deep down in the bottom pits of your heart, you know, you can never live without them. You can never face the day without seeing your bestie’s smile and will always look forward for the appreciative or criticizing look in his or her eyes when seeing you in your new outfit. And when you quarrel and become temporary enemies, you know you’ll miss your best friend’s consoling words and supportive hugs.

Best friends are there when you need them. I mean, best friends are not the ones who demand you to share secrets with you when you do not want to. They’ll listen to you, judge you later. When you ask for their opinions, they’ll give, hurtful or not, they’ll be frank. Sometimes, when they don’t give reasons, the reasons will just dawn inside you, having that mutual understanding with each other. They tend NOT to say out loud the ‘I love you’ sentence for they know the sacredness of those three beautiful words. They won’t say, they’ll show. They trust you completely and do not question your loyalty. Sometimes, when you ask for assurance, they can get frustrated because it’s like you question their love. Best friends knows the exact thing to do when you’re upset, laugh together when sharing private jokes and will never reveal any of our secrets to others, no matter how tempting that can be. Best friends talk to you like an equal, not like you’re some kind of inferior character. Best friends understand that sharing responsibilities is important especially when you live together.


best friends will remain forever.


because the relationship rarely knows the meaning of ending.

Sunday, May 9, 2010

our friendship


you and i,

both of us together.

our friendship,

i doubt that it'll last.

for i see a stranger's soul in your eyes,

for i sense foreign words from your lips.

i feel mad at myself


sometimes,

i feel mad at myself.

i'm just a soul with good intentions.

but, to the world,

my heart stinks from dark desires.

sometimes,

i feel mad at myself,

for being too nice,

for fearing other people's perception on me.

sometimes,

i feel mad at myself,

for i vent my anger, usually, at the wrong people.

sometimes,

i feel mad at myself,

for staying silent whenever people misinterpreted my deeds.

sometimes,

i'm tired of being the one who surrenders in fights,

most of the time, i do.

sometimes,

fatigue filled me, just to live up people's expectations.

well, now let me tell you,

if you cannot accept me as who i am,

then, i think,

don't even come near me.

for i will never fulfill your wishes and perception on me.

sometimes,

it's better to just hide this pain.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

it's not how you think it is.

if you think everyone else is always there to look out for you,

you're wrong.

that's why we have the word independence installed in the dictionaries,

that's why we need to use the survival instincts God gave us.

ironically, you seem to think that everyone is at your service.

no we don't. we have our own priorities and dreams too.

when in rome...

when i was lining up to buy that movie ticket, my perception was a it's like any other love story. like valentine's day, like the proposal or i dunno how many others i've watched. my friends told me it's a good movie, so, ok, it's no harm watching it.

when i was sitting in the cinema, the theatre, lovers were around me. that time, it struck me that love's everywhere. i was sitting alone, in the middle of these crooning-to-each-other couples. but i was not lonely, somehow, i can understand how these lovers feel. it's just that my partner is yet to be found. somewhere, out there.

when i watched the whole movie, i could relate myself to beth, the main character. she's a workaholic (me? well, let's just say i'm somewhere between a nerd and denial state). she's fallen in love for many times and all those times, she felt hurt. she was cynical, totally believe in the perfection of her judgment. like me. as far as my ego can be seen out there, deep down in this little heart, i'm just a scared little girl who doesn't want to experience pain anymore.

when i saw rejection in the faces of those guys who fell for beth, i understood the dilemma. i understood the pain of saying NO although that's the right thing to do. i understood how it felt to be rejected.

when i saw the disbelief in beth's eyes, and the anxiety that filled her due to fear of the love story she was having was only fantasy until nick beamon convinced her otherwise. i understood that fear of being hurt again. i understood how much effort is needed for such a huge commitment.

when in rome made me see.

when in rome, i felt inexplicable emotions.

when in rome, i just felt like i should open up this heart, with old wounds all over, to heal with love.

when in rome, maybe, just maybe, mine is not in rome. the other half of my heart can be anywhere else in this world.

i just need to have faith and watch out for it.

when it comes, i shall embrace it.