Friday, March 19, 2010

Welcome Home Potpot



What do I tell you?
That I miss you so, I am consumed by this obsessive longing -  I see snippets of you everywhere I turn?
How do I go about saying hello?
Act cool as if your presence doesn’t bother me as much and hide this wanting to fling myself at you, hold you tight and never let go?
Should I immediately reveal how much power you have over me?
Should I act like a fool and bow to your whims like a slave, honored at the token peonage?
After all, I owe you my happiness, I owe you my day.
Would you even remember my love?
The kind that I have sacredly conveyed through my touch, my voice and my every prayer?
Would you still have the heart to accept the same from me?
Would you still want to go home to where I am- and want me by your side at night, giving what comfort I could provide?
Would I ever have the time I prayed for with you?
Though it hurts to ask and be denied such gift…
Let me say it here for you to know…
You always, always have a piece of my heart with you.
Now that you’re here, I am once again complete.

Monday, March 15, 2010

Before sleep takes over...



I can remember of only two unanswered prayers my whole life. Perhaps, they have haunted me until this day because seeing them granted could have definitely altered the state of my existence. The world did not end though. Now I realized that there's still a long thread of hope connecting me to the realization of what I have asked for, and so I am still at peace.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

On My Bora Trip

 Just returned home after spending almost 4 days in Boracay Island. I was honestly excited about seeing the beauty of the sunset there and I wasn’t frustrated. I not only caught a glimpse of it – I was there basking in the glory of the vision set before my eyes until it was magically swallowed by the darkness of the night. Recently I have this thing for sunsets. It just makes me miraculously happy within, and so being in a place dubbed as paradise by some – and being bathed by the beauty of the sun setting minus the obstruction of buildings, trees and passing cars – I realized once again how blessed life is.