Oh. It's May 10 and I want to extend my warmest greetings to every mother I've met and I've known. From my classmates supportive mothers, up to my ever dearest Nanay, let me say my gratitude to everyone. Nene, is her nickname. Leonila, was the given name to her. Yan ang nanay ko. Yan si Nanay Nene. My bestfriend, my first teacher, my first instructor, my personal nurse who never fails to take care of me whenever I'm sick, my counselor, my ever reliable friend, my secret keeper. The one who never fails me inspite of my high standard. She's my mother and I'm proud to be her stalker. We may not be the most bonded atoms, but I know, we will always be the most precious gems of all time. :)
The influence of a good mother is the world's mightiest force in shaping tomorrow's men and women.
Woah. Last night, CJ (Chad's boyfriend; currently studying at MAAP) texted me this: Epi? ui. CJ Lim to. received at 8:46 p.m. But I read it at around 10 na. That time, I don't have any load to response from his urgent text message. So, i immediately used the service of the autoloadmax. I replied to him, Ui. CJ. Bakit? But he isn't responding, so I texted Chad to ask her, what the hell happened. She replied to me, mei sulat si Kim. Itetext nya sayo yung nakalagay. Antay ka nlang mmya o kaya bukas. So, I said my gratitude to both of them, for the care and time they've given us. So I slept with my mobile phone. As I woke up, it was around 4 in the morning, there was no text from CJ. So I sleep again. At around 8 in the morning, waah. I have a missed call from CJ. So I hurriedly checked my inbox, two messages from him. Yung sulat na ginawa ni Kim, tinext nya sakin yung laman.
My man is too sweet. Ginawa nya yun para lang batiin ako for our second monthsary. It was so true, that I'm taken by the best. Thank you for giving me this attention. I have a total trust in the idea that we will be together, when both of us is on our best shot. And just because I have no idea what he might be doing, doesn't mean he doesn't care. Who knows? Maybe, he's here with me na. :)
This is all that matters. He's there. I'm here. It doesn't matter how long, as long as he's heart and his love is with me.
Jeric and I texted each other, I should say, I texted him. I miss you Jek. Hoho. Libog. :)
Of all those topics, he let me define my self-true meaning of love.
Grabe. At first, I hardly doubt what to say, I just want to say, love is undefined. But it goes, more or less than that.
Love is when you experience sleepless nights, morning headaches but love is far more than anything else. Love is beyond physical attributes, far from imperfections, that even if he is stubborn and irritating sometimes, I love him to be that way. Love is when I look into his eyes; it is like doorway into the place which I want to be a part forever.
I’ve always been in a situation where I just walk and walk without knowing where to go. Hoping that as I walk, I would forget everything I want to forget. Wishing that as I walk away from the place I have been, there will be no more reasons to go back, to turn back. It hurts when you feel so alone that you find yourself talking to your reflection. Hoping that it will not leave you alone, asking that it can understand you.
But having this almost space between us gives me a reason to grow as an individual, as your girlfriend and as your better half. I am growing for our relationship, for our future, for my advantage. I promise you I’ll never desire somebody because that means that I will lose you.
I used to wonder what life would be like if I haven’t felt those crazy-head-over-heels with you. I will probably be glad for you, as my friend, as a classmate and of course as my “insan”. Glad because, you’re there, fulfilling all those dreams of yours. And if I do, there will be no heartaches due to a long distance relationship, a lost love, or an I miss you thing. No heartaches and no frustrations, no pressures and no sacrifices.No heartbreaks and no complain. How about that? There’ll be no worries for a so called love. There’ll be no pressure from the people who love and respect you from top to the bottom of your talents. No frustration over a lost friendship. No regrets over an opportunity for the two of us.
But I realized, if those things don’t happened, I will be empty more than anything else. I may be not happy as much as I felt and thinking for those what ifs is the hardest thing to take over. Yes, I’m certainly proud and I’m shouting to this universe, that you, Kim E. Estrella, is my better half. We’re the best for each other. My head is so much big for the past conflicts that we had been resolved. And lastly, I feel so stronger for surviving every day feeling your love even if you’re not around.
I don’t need anyone else to complete me, because it’s you that I’ve been waiting to come. Welcome and enjoy your lifetime stay in my heart. I love you ney.
As I keep myself busy, time goes faster. Good. I’m waiting for him, knowing where he is. It’s so hard to be the one who stays, wondering if he’s okay. The tears that flow down were too thick for me to imagine his features again, and that was rude. I only had until nightfall for sure, with the limit that ended the dream-like story, like a fairytale. I stared at our picture, wishing that this two enchanting characters would be in each other’s arms more than anyone. Wishing that what they have now would last forever, or, if it couldn’t, the other one may stop existing. I know he wants to pursue his dreams, no matter what sacrifice it’ll cost me.
There will be no more reasons more than anything. I want to be where he is now, but I can’t follow. I should pursue my dreams also, my economist life.
You want to know something? I miss you and I’m certainly scared. Yes. So scared. I’m afraid to make this we-don’t-know-the-start relationship to fall. I’m a little used to about being lonely but the fact that I wonder the whole day how was you, hurts and made me the paranoid one. Did he ever bother to think of me even just for a second?
I would never want anything but you, no matter how long I lived.
Oh. It's May 10 and I want to extend my warmest greetings to every mother I've met and I've known. From my classmates supportive mothers, up to my ever dearest Nanay, let me say my gratitude to everyone. Nene, is her nickname. Leonila, was the given name to her. Yan ang nanay ko. Yan si Nanay Nene. My bestfriend, my first teacher, my first instructor, my personal nurse who never fails to take care of me whenever I'm sick, my counselor, my ever reliable friend, my secret keeper. The one who never fails me inspite of my high standard. She's my mother and I'm proud to be her stalker. We may not be the most bonded atoms, but I know, we will always be the most precious gems of all time. :)
The influence of a good mother is the world's mightiest force in shaping tomorrow's men and women.
Woah. Last night, CJ (Chad's boyfriend; currently studying at MAAP) texted me this: Epi? ui. CJ Lim to. received at 8:46 p.m. But I read it at around 10 na. That time, I don't have any load to response from his urgent text message. So, i immediately used the service of the autoloadmax. I replied to him, Ui. CJ. Bakit? But he isn't responding, so I texted Chad to ask her, what the hell happened. She replied to me, mei sulat si Kim. Itetext nya sayo yung nakalagay. Antay ka nlang mmya o kaya bukas. So, I said my gratitude to both of them, for the care and time they've given us. So I slept with my mobile phone. As I woke up, it was around 4 in the morning, there was no text from CJ. So I sleep again. At around 8 in the morning, waah. I have a missed call from CJ. So I hurriedly checked my inbox, two messages from him. Yung sulat na ginawa ni Kim, tinext nya sakin yung laman.
My man is too sweet. Ginawa nya yun para lang batiin ako for our second monthsary. It was so true, that I'm taken by the best. Thank you for giving me this attention. I have a total trust in the idea that we will be together, when both of us is on our best shot. And just because I have no idea what he might be doing, doesn't mean he doesn't care. Who knows? Maybe, he's here with me na. :)
This is all that matters. He's there. I'm here. It doesn't matter how long, as long as he's heart and his love is with me.
Jeric and I texted each other, I should say, I texted him. I miss you Jek. Hoho. Libog. :)
Of all those topics, he let me define my self-true meaning of love.
Grabe. At first, I hardly doubt what to say, I just want to say, love is undefined. But it goes, more or less than that.
Love is when you experience sleepless nights, morning headaches but love is far more than anything else. Love is beyond physical attributes, far from imperfections, that even if he is stubborn and irritating sometimes, I love him to be that way. Love is when I look into his eyes; it is like doorway into the place which I want to be a part forever.
I’ve always been in a situation where I just walk and walk without knowing where to go. Hoping that as I walk, I would forget everything I want to forget. Wishing that as I walk away from the place I have been, there will be no more reasons to go back, to turn back. It hurts when you feel so alone that you find yourself talking to your reflection. Hoping that it will not leave you alone, asking that it can understand you.
But having this almost space between us gives me a reason to grow as an individual, as your girlfriend and as your better half. I am growing for our relationship, for our future, for my advantage. I promise you I’ll never desire somebody because that means that I will lose you.
I used to wonder what life would be like if I haven’t felt those crazy-head-over-heels with you. I will probably be glad for you, as my friend, as a classmate and of course as my “insan”. Glad because, you’re there, fulfilling all those dreams of yours. And if I do, there will be no heartaches due to a long distance relationship, a lost love, or an I miss you thing. No heartaches and no frustrations, no pressures and no sacrifices.No heartbreaks and no complain. How about that? There’ll be no worries for a so called love. There’ll be no pressure from the people who love and respect you from top to the bottom of your talents. No frustration over a lost friendship. No regrets over an opportunity for the two of us.
But I realized, if those things don’t happened, I will be empty more than anything else. I may be not happy as much as I felt and thinking for those what ifs is the hardest thing to take over. Yes, I’m certainly proud and I’m shouting to this universe, that you, Kim E. Estrella, is my better half. We’re the best for each other. My head is so much big for the past conflicts that we had been resolved. And lastly, I feel so stronger for surviving every day feeling your love even if you’re not around.
I don’t need anyone else to complete me, because it’s you that I’ve been waiting to come. Welcome and enjoy your lifetime stay in my heart. I love you ney.
As I keep myself busy, time goes faster. Good. I’m waiting for him, knowing where he is. It’s so hard to be the one who stays, wondering if he’s okay. The tears that flow down were too thick for me to imagine his features again, and that was rude. I only had until nightfall for sure, with the limit that ended the dream-like story, like a fairytale. I stared at our picture, wishing that this two enchanting characters would be in each other’s arms more than anyone. Wishing that what they have now would last forever, or, if it couldn’t, the other one may stop existing. I know he wants to pursue his dreams, no matter what sacrifice it’ll cost me.
There will be no more reasons more than anything. I want to be where he is now, but I can’t follow. I should pursue my dreams also, my economist life.
You want to know something? I miss you and I’m certainly scared. Yes. So scared. I’m afraid to make this we-don’t-know-the-start relationship to fall. I’m a little used to about being lonely but the fact that I wonder the whole day how was you, hurts and made me the paranoid one. Did he ever bother to think of me even just for a second?
I would never want anything but you, no matter how long I lived.
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15 years young. Freshie at University of the Philippines Diliman Extension Program in Pampanga and currently taking up BA Business Economics. Unique and of course, one of a kind. Violet. Pictures. Photo editing. Food. is surely love.
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The influence of a good mother is the world's mightiest force in shaping tomorrow's men and women.
