Sunday, May 3, 2015

Eternity

I care about the months no more
I’d count only when it’s necessary
But keeping records of every hour
Would make me sound really crazy

I don’t really know the difference
Of months from weeks and days
Of hours from minutes and seconds
Of sometimes from seldom and always

But I only know of two phases in love
Now—that is happening at the moment
And eternity—a gift we receive from above
These are periods I can never count

So if someone asks me this question
“When did you start loving him?”
“Now and each day my love goes on
My love is infinite—no end or beginning.”

Then you asked, “How long will you love me?”
I replied, “Would you help me count, please
How many days are there in an eternity?
'Cause I will love you even after we die in peace.”

Places

All my life I dreamt of going places
That I stop wishing and start taking paces
I should finally make this dream come true
Somehow I knew I can do it all with you

The places we go and the people we meet
Make every journey all the more worth it
But that’s not what gives me the bliss I feel
It’s being with you that gives me the thrill

Every time we plan another trip together
I couldn’t help myself but feel so eager
This was everything I ever hoped for
I couldn’t believe I am dreaming no more

But all of these will not stop me from yearning
We’re only in the first part of another beginning
I will never stop dreaming and taking chances
For as long as we can, together we’ll go places

I’d love to let these eyes see the magnificence
Of the deepest seas and the highest mountains
But I’d love it even more if in every journey
You’re travelling to different places with me

Sunday, April 26, 2015

I Can't Stop Loving

I have loved and lost myself
To heartless people I kept loving
But I cared less of all the hurt
I can't stop my heart from hurting.

When you wish for some sun
You have to go through the rain
Like when I found true love
I can't just skip all the pain.

It's the grandest thing in life
When I was being loved in return
But I had known this for sure
Once I felt, I can never unlearn.

I have loved and loved more
Believing it's His Almighty plan
For me, I'll never stop my heart
From loving who I love while I still can.

Let Them Go

Some things had to change
For better and not for worse
Let them go and you shall be
Off ahead to a brighter course.

Some people had to leave
To end all the sorrow and pain
Let them go and you shall see
The bright sunshine after the rain.

What remains after it all
Are memories that live on forever
Let them go but do not forget
Through it all you became stronger.

Sunday, April 5, 2015

With or Without Words

Dear Baby Love,

I missed writing long letters for you. My mind’s so occupied with a million thoughts of you, and I really can’t put my happiness into words. Each day as my love for you gets deeper, I lose the words that can tell you how much I love you. I don’t mean I can’t write love letters anymore. But my love for you turned out to be something I can’t actually write about. I didn’t lose my power to write such lovely letters for my love. Rather, I gained the power to love you beyond words.

I know you definitely appreciate my letters, the same way I am pleased with your efforts to be with me. And I know you don’t want me to stop creating more for you. Don’t worry, even though I get speechless now, I’d still write lots of letters. That’s my promise, and I believe I was born to make you feel loved with my words. Don’t you fret if some of the things I write may sound like a routine. As repetitive as my words are, my feelings remain strong towards you whatever happens.

This won’t be a long letter, love. But I promise I won’t stop writing for you. Always remember that you’re the reason for all my writings. With or without words, I will always let you know how much I love you.

Love, Cher

Monday, March 16, 2015

How Fighting Keeps the Love Alive

I guess the honeymoon's stage almost over. Day by day, we feel the relationship's starting to go through some difficulties. We fight over things we can't change for each other, and argue about our different views in life and relationship. Of course, we've seen this coming. During the early stage of our relationship, we've talked about how normal and imperfect we will be, and that no one's gonna give up because of that. Well, things are easier said than done. After the first months of our relationship, it's kinda depressing to get hurt because we're fighting. It's like I'm suddenly awake from a fairy tale dream.

Of course, no one in their right minds would want to fight with anyone they hold dear. I don't want us getting angry because it's frustrating and depressing at the same time. It's making me say painful things I'll regret later on. And as much as we are in love, we don't want arguments turning into a wall between us.

We seldom fight. And when we do, we don't leave it hanging before bedtime. This isn't how I handle misunderstandings, especially when I think I'm not at fault. But when you're in love, the relationship matters more than who's to blame. When you're in love, you don't wanna sleep with an unsettled argument. And when you're deeply in love, it doesn't matter who's right or wrong.

Sincere apologies are sometimes enough to stop the fight. Sometimes it also takes a little sweetness to shift the mood. For instance, I'm not talking because I didn't like what my boyfriend did; he'd act so romantically like he's courting me all over again. It's not a thing he does to cover up for his mistake. It's just to easen up the mood so we could calmly talk about what happened.

I never liked fighting with him. But since it's unavoidable, there's no other way to enjoy our relationship more by enjoying the aftermaths of every argument. Settling an argument gives us the feeling of achievement. It's our reward for working out this relationship without separating. Fights are both pleasure and pain because you don't want your beliefs being tested by your relationship, but you learn a lot from it.

So if we fight every now and then, I can't say I'm happy, but I'm not sad either. As long as these fights do not cause physical and emotional harm, I believe these are gonna make us a healthy couple who's normally going through some difficulties in life.

Finding him is not an easy journey, so does maintaining my relationship with him. We both vowed to never let our fights ruin our love for each other, but instead let our disputes strengthen our faith in this God-given relationship. So I don't care if the honeymoon stage is over, because we're on our way to something bigger and more wonderful than the first months of our relationship, which is FOREVER.

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There are a million ways to have peaceful fights. No shouting. No blaming. And no retelling each other's past mistakes. Many people are incapable of resolving arguments calmly. They always end up shouting at each other, saying bad and painful words, and sometimes physically hurting each other. This is absolutely depressing to witness. Remember, if your partner gives you the right to get mad at him/her because he/she is at fault, that right doesn't give you the power to disrespect him/her out of anger. Always keep the tone down, never emphasize that the entire fight is solely his/her fault, and (when resolved) never bring that up again.

Thursday, February 26, 2015

Our Fate

I'm not trying to question our fate to be together, but I still wonder how we ended up as a couple after a long time. Just imagine how many people we could have met before we saw each other again, how a million things could have happened that would hinder this second chance, and how fast the time flies which would have let that moment slip away in a snap. It seems like a fantasy to think how one's life can be affected by a tiny change in time. What if I didn't send you that friend request, will we be given that second chance? What if you weren't online for days and you didn't see my request, will you still be interested in me? What if I decided to deactivate my account that time, will our fate find another way to let us talk to each other again?

Love's a mystery. Stories about love may seem so clear at first, but when you look through it, there are too many questions you know only God can answer. I know nothing about my fate, whether I'll know my soulmate at age 21 or I'll get married with the same man at 26. I just follow God's plan for me. I may have doubted Him for so many times, but this time, I know He's finally giving me the few people I can keep for a lifetime.

The way we met again is a mystery none of us can solve. But it amazes me every time I try to think how God wants our love story to be like. It seems complicated because unlike other stories, we had to go through tough trials and stubborn people. They say it's the journey that counts. Well, not with our love story, at least in the first part. I didn't like the journey primarily because we had to be apart. In that chapter of our story, I just liked the destination of our journey, and that's being with you again.

This is only the beginning of another chapter in our love story. I know we're stronger than before. We don't have to separate again baby. We'll always be together no matter how difficult the circumstances are. No one's gonna leave each other. And that's a vow we made the moment we said I love you, okay? I swear I'll never break your heart again. I love you, Von. You're the answer to my prayers. <3

Monday, February 23, 2015

The First and Only Time I Fell in Love

I can't thank you enough for everything you've done in a very short time. I don't know how to thank you for being such a good boyfriend to me. You never fail to make me smile everyday. I'm not exaggerating things since you came into my life again. It's the truth, I'm so happy every single day. And this means so much to me. Having you here in my heart, making me the luckiest girl on the planet, is a dream come true and an answered prayer. In case you don't know how much this means to me, let me tell you two things...

First, I've been telling this a lot of times, but this is actually the first time it felt so true, that I'm undoubtedly in love with a man who's more in love with me. This is the first time I'm getting goose bumps and butterflies in my stomach at the same time while telling people how much I love you. I know you're feeling the same, and everything feels like the first and the only time you fell in love, right?

Second, I've heard the same words before, but everything you say now sounds so new, like they're repeating every single day, and I'm feeling the same happiness I felt the first time I heard it. I've heard I love you perhaps a thousand times, but yours is so different. It's my ultimate favorite music of all time, that I can listen to your I love you's every second without getting tired. And everything else you say, it's just so magical. Everything feels like the first time -- everyday!

What makes everything you do more magical is how it makes me more happier today than yesterday. And I really feel it's going to be like that till we get old. So by the time we're 90s, I'm gonna be a zillion times happier than today. :)

I hope you also feel how much I love you, the same way I feel loved by you. Your love is so sweet and strong at the same time, that you're both my weakness and strength. You've been turning my world upside down, but it's not the bad love people usually get from the wrong people. I know I'm with the right person now, and we're both getting the good love we deserve, because everything feels so right. I can't further explain how I exactly feel about this, but one thing's for sure...

I'm going to love you till we both get wrinkles and white hair. I'll still tell you you're handsome despite poor eyesight due to old age. I'm going to stand by your side despite the weakness of my bones. My heart will beat only for you till it stops beating. I was born to love you, and I'm going to die loving you.

I love you so much baby. Thank you for not making me cry for so much pain.

Friday, February 20, 2015

First Love

You are that first sunlight at dawn,
The light that tells me the darkness is over,
With your warmth against my chest,
I am filled with hope I'll be sorrowful never.

You are that first drop of water in the shower,
That as you flow through my entire flesh,
My body is refreshed, my heart is cleansed,
You take away the pain of yesterday's regrets.

You are that first sip of coffee in the morning,
Your heat keeps my soul awakened,
You open my eyes to a new day ahead,
And leave all my last night's thoughts in bed.

You are that first look out the window,
That lets me see what's waiting for me,
Outside there's the harsh reality,
Today's another chance to live and let it be.

You are that first bite of food in breakfast,
That fuels my body with enough power,
To seize the day, make things happen,
To forget the past that had left me broken.

You are that first song in the playlist,
The tune that gets me dancing alone,
Cheers me up as I start this new day,
Sings to me, 'You are not on your own.'

Oh Von, can't you see?
You are the first thing on my mind.
I've never had such a lovely man like you,
Who doesn't see what's been behind.

You are that first love I've ever had,
Who turns my fantasies into reality,
Gives me the kind of love I long to feel,
And makes me the best person I can be.

This I promise now and forever,
No matter how many storms will arrive,
I'll stay with you through whatever,
Von, you are the last man I will ever love.

Saturday, January 24, 2015

Side by Side

I couldn’t put my happiness into words; perhaps not now that I’m still on a high. We were just side by side a few minutes ago, and now we’re on our own again. I miss him so much already. As I look at him pacing away from me, my heart becomes heavy. He is my everything. For the moment, I am left with nothing, and all I ever want is to be beside him as long as I live.

Friday, January 2, 2015

Day 2 of 2015

I never imagined this would all be real. A lot of times I doubted if this would all work out or fail again just like how my stories ended up. I’m not a bitter woman anymore, but I have this feeling that if I plan and expect too much, I’ll be completely damned again. So I don’t plan things; I just let everything happen. I don’t expect a lot from my partner. I just let him do what he wants to do. I still give restrictions but I don’t expect his hundred percent obedience. I mean, I still hate some things he does, but I’m not strict anymore to get really mad over things he wasn’t able to follow. (Oh, and by the way, I hate the words follow, obey and rules. They all make relationships fail.) Without too much expectations and plans, I guess my life would be better with my partner, as well as his life with me. And it worked. I’m so glad it all worked. I finally knew the secret to a healthy relationship. I may be too young to know these things, but at least I knew what’s going on with me and I did something about it.

Aside from the fact that I was able to determine the problem with me, there’s also this drastic change in him that makes this relationship so worthy. I was surprised by the way he’s acting ever since we got back together. He seems so in love with me, like he’s made this promise beyond my knowledge that he’ll love me more than before if I give him another chance. Well, he told me before that he really did. He promised not to let me go again, to make our relationship work out this time, and to make us last forever. He said he’d make me happy all the time and by all means. He told me he’d make up for the last time we had our breakup, that he’ll never hurt me again and he’ll love me because I’m the last woman he’ll ever love. Cheesy, right? I didn’t shed a tear, though my heart was really overjoyed. I never thought he’d turn into a man I’d always dreamt of. He wasn’t really a bad boyfriend before, but he’s totally different now. I can’t even remember what he was like before. All that matters now is what he became after all this time.

I used to daydream that someday a guy will spend the holidays with me even though it’s supposed to be a time with the family. But then it never happened so I threw away all those fantasies and believed that holidays are better when I’m alone. But yesterday, he turned my world upside down. It was the first day of the year, and he wanted to be with me. At home. What he did seemed a normal effort for me, but little did he know that he just made the most perfect decision to be with me on January 1st. I may seem a little hesitant to recognize that effort he made, but at the back of my mind, it’s all I ever wanted and he just made my dream come true! He’s really the greatest.

So we spent half the day together; the first hours were at the mall, strolling around looking for stuff and something to eat. The rest was at home, watching a movie and talking about random things. We were sitting side by side until I craved so much for his warmth. All of a sudden I wanted to just hug him tightly and kiss him infinitely, like we were alone in the house. That moment, my mind was occupied by thoughts of him. He means the world to me. And I was filled with questions, wondering what would happen to me in his absence. What would my life be without him? What would happen to my heart when the only reason for its beating is his love? What would love mean when he’s gone? He’s everything, and if I ever lose him again, I’d be nothing.

He came home late because we waited for my brother’s arrival. I want him to meet my brother so we patiently waited. Honestly, I was nervous. I didn’t know how to react when my brother paced down, reached for his right hand, and shook hands with him. I was happy but I didn’t know what to say. Whatever happened that moment, it was amazing. He met all of my family, and I’m more than glad he’s okay with all of them.

That night, while he was on his way home, we were texting each other when he started telling me things I’d always love to hear, like travel plans, birthday trips (this was originally discussed at home when we’re still together), and marriage. As a woman, I’m naturally dreamy, thinking about all of these things out loud all the time. I’m only trying to hide that feminine part of me most of the time because I didn’t want to expect too much from everything. But now that I heard the same things I’m thinking of from the man I love, I knew our love was not the ordinary feeling we get when we were still young. It’s the kind of love we feel when we’re old enough to think about the future, how we are going to plan our wedding, how much we will spend for that special occasion, and other things only mature couples think about. When he told me his plans for us, I fought the urge to cry for so much happiness, but what the hell, I’m already weeping. I ran out of words to respond to his texts. It took me more than three minutes to compose a message I usually create in a minute. His words were like a remedy to my deepest wounds; when he repeatedly told me to stop crying and just save those tears for his intense proposal, I suddenly felt like life isn’t really tough at all. I cried. He made me believe again in what love can do; that it only takes a man and a woman—for instance, us—truly in love with each other to make life more worthy than riches. I don’t mean to forget the value of money, and just let love do it’s magic on our relationship. Of course, everything is important as well. Love, which is the foundation of marriage, is not the only thing that will keep the marriage alive forever. And that’s why I’m so glad he’s my partner. Our minds are on the same page, that’s why we agree on most things. I don’t claim that we don’t have our many differences. We definitely do, and we’re able to work together despite disagreements. I know we’re a great team, and we’re doing everything towards the success of our long-lasting relationship.

Everything he did and said last night indeed made my day a perfect one. It doesn’t have to take 24 hours to show your loved one how much he or she means to you. For us, it only takes a second to appreciate each other’s presence, a minute to know that we’re always here for each other, an hour to tell the loveliest words we’d long to hear, and a few more hours to show each other how much we love to be together even in silence. I love him so much that I’m not suicidal anymore if he leaves me. He’ll only take away my heart if he strays away, but I know he’ll never ever leave my side. This love brought back the happiness and freedom I lost, the care I used to give, and the life I used to live. So I won’t waste this heaven-sent chance for us to work this out till forever. I love you, baby.