Autumn Leaves

Autumn leaves are meant to fall
Whether it is forced by nature
Or it is destined by the future
Green, red and brown means all.



Maybe Cupid had once fallen apart
For sharp are the arrows of a broken heart
Or is he too clever to know the art
Or his heart unhealed so he cursed the lover's mark


For the heart of the angels feel all the pain
But what time heals for humans, to angels remain
And who is more lonely than the thing that never dies
Reach heaven or raise hell, in love I would cry.

3am Has Secrets

Its 3am and I can't believe that I'm singing this old song in my mind... again... when I thought I wouldn't be able to sing it again...

It goes...

Like an ocean needs the sand or a dirty old shoe that fits.
And if all the world is perfect I would only ever wanna see your Scar.
You know they can have their universe we'll be in the dirt designing stars...

I'm like a faith without a clause to believe in it.
And if all the world is smiling I would only ever wanna see your frown.
You know they can sail away in sunsets,
We'll be right here stranded on the ground... just happy to be found.

I am throwing myself at things I don't understand... discover enlightenment holding your hand...


So beautiful...

Just like what I've said before... 3am has the deepest secrets... and the greatest ideas too. I don't know why ideas could simply seeped in my mind at 3am. Anyway, have you ever wonder how people fall in love in mysterious ways... well I do, and I think people are like those wires and those cellphone chargers... no matter how neatly and tidy and organized you store them inside your drawer, when you get them again they are all coiled up with each other like noodles and it will take you time to loose them all. Just like people, when they get to know each other, became closer, soon you'll find their hands holding each other. And it will take time to get those strings unattached. Love is natural

just not yet

Autumn leaves are meant to fall...




(I'm still working for this post. Still looking for a story to share, for a lesson to give, for an advice to lend, for a testimony to tell.)

Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.

Happy new year!!!

Dark, Deep and Meaningless

Dark, deep, and meaningless - for I never wanted the color white, to me that color means hypocrisy for nothing is clean and no one is pure, so who are you to deceive me with that blinding light that you're trying to project to everyone? White is the absence of color hence white has no light at all. The dark is the sum of all the colors hence, the dark is the light. The ironies of life sometimes makes me think that there's absence in your presence like the silence that is so deep its deafening cause what the mouth dares not to speak is what the heart screams... so load its deafening

good manners

Being kind to those you don't like is not an act of hypocrisy... its what you call good manners

idea

Real strength is when you are strong enough to break.

"And it doesn't mean love is wrong just because you're feeling low, and it doesn't mean love is gone when you feel like you want to let go...
Well, no one wrote this book of love that you've always known

the art of falling ❤💘💔💘❤💓💗

The art of falling...

Yung bumitaw ka na sa kinakapitan mong sangga, tapos nahuhulog ka na pero hindi ka pa bumabagsak sa lupa...

Yan ang pinakamasarap na pakiramdam...

Kasi mahirap ang kumapit sa sangga, nakakangalay...

Mahirap ang bumagsak kung wala naman sasalo sau, masakit mabagok sa lupa lalo na kung mabato...

Pero yung pakiramdam na nahuhulog ka at nadarama mo ang hangin sa kawalan... yun ang masaya.

Kaya masarap mahulog

possessions

I'm scared I might ran out of tomorrows... but tonight I will sleep like a child knowing that someone stronger than I protects me with a loving arms wrapped around me like a warm blanket. And though it is but a dream, a dream that I will never realize is the same dream that is real.

Thank you for listening to me. Its the first time I've ever told anyone that story. I was always afraid I might die without anyone knowing it and it would be wiped forever from the face of the earth, but now you will keep it for me.

And I no longer fight destiny just to possess you... I finally realized that loving is not owning. We could love the sunsets and the stars for all our lives but we'll never possess it, and not possessing it doesn't mean it was never real, not owning doesn't mean love is not real. Like any other true love, owning it will make you watch it die. Just like a beautiful flower that you long to possess, you pick it, its in your hand, you own it... but soon it will die in your arms and will leave you empty and sad. But if you let that flower be in the fields where it belong, never dare to possess it in your hands, you will watch that flower bloom and multiply and will never die.
Loving is not owning, knowing that great love is the love that makes two people move on with their lives but continues to love each other in spite the distance, in spite the constant parallelism of their fate. That love that even though how many times you fall in love with different people, you never fell out of love with each other. That love that never owns but keeps on loving.