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Created by Eugene Villar.fate is building a bridge of chance for someone you love
My Lakbayan grade is C!
How much of the Philippines have you visited? Find out at Lakbayan!
Created by Eugene Villar.Thy will be done…
Yesterday was our sched for Tagaytay and we agreed that anyone not in the school at 6:30am will be left behind. So while going to the school, I was praying to God that His will be done. That if He likes me to go, then I will not be left behind…it’s because I knew for sure I will be late. But when I arrived, they were still there but about to go…so I joined them to the trip…
Then before the day ended, we were having coffee at Bag of Beans. For some reason, the topic went to relationships and marriage…my boss told us that in order for the marriage to work, we should give space and build trust…I was hit immediately with his words…he said that if wives don’t like to be suffocated (that’s the exact word he used), guys also don’t like that…it should be mutual..there should be a mutual understanding…it was exactly what I need…
Then while on our way back to manila, I was assessing myself…had so many thoughts…
I suddenly felt so peaceful and happy. I dunno, but maybe that’s why God let me be with them yesterday…in order for me to hear what my boss will say…and to contemplate on things that I should do.
Discovery leads to skepticism. And even when I have the most suitable answers, I still question them. I think this is paranoia. My thoughts are eating me and my heart bit by bit, beat after beat. I want to forget. If only memory gap can help me forget the things that needed to be forgotten. But they chose to stay…and I let them stay.
Can I call you? Will you answer? Will you try to understand me? Will you not get tired of dealing with me?
Everyday I battle with myself and I’m always defeated.
That when I discover things, I get skeptical. Is it good? At least I’m not passive, but I doubt.
I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving
but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.