Amidst all that is happening

I woke upat 6 am, on a different land - haunted by the crying face of my mother. I could easily remember her hurt, at the funeral. I was just 12 then.

I’ve always had this forgetful mind, but then, this is very clear. The feeling of lost I could not forget. I wanted to fly out to where my mom is, and hug her tight. I could feel her loss now.

As I write this, I couldn’t stop crying. Perhaps, I’m feeling a tiny part of what my mother felt 14 years ago.

 How could I forget. The loss of a vey important man to her. My Father.

12.31.10

2010 - the year that gave me an achievement, great friends and true love. It’s been a while since I last posted on this blog. Perhaps because I only go here when I’m hurt — and currently I’m not. In fact, I’m happy, and contented. 

To tell you the truth, I feel that only if this page can talk, he will tell the words in front of my face that I’m just a user. That I only remember him when I’m hurt and have no one to talk to.

So before this year ends, I would like to thank this page that became a part of my emotions and became my sponge.

2010 has been so nice to me.

On 2010, I finished my degree.

On 2010, I’ve known who my true friends were.

On 2010, I appreciated myself more because of the affection  and respect that I gained from different people.

On 2010, someone made me feel true love.

So before we leave you behind, let me tell you my biggest THANKS, 2010. You were such a wonderful friend to me.

I reached a quarter of my life with you, and you will always be remembered as a great year that was!

Cheers to 2011! 

The Silent Response

I love you. Because you love me.

Free

I could get on your motorbike and we could drive to the mountain.

Mapless, we’ll go to a place your gas could reach. 

For the wheels that burn and the wind that rustles our silver hair.

The arms that are wrapped tightly around your waist.

I’ll be speaking softly the directions at your ears.

The world will carry on without me. Without us.

So let’s go. Let’s not care.

You are the only map I know.

The Alternate Route

 You blew it up.

 In real life, there is no third chance.