DO NOT UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF WORDS.


 

Meanwhile...

Me: Babe, ang tangos pala ng ilong ko 'pag naka-sideview 'no?

Him: Hahahahaha. Oo naman. Ako pa tinanong mo eh labs kita.

Me: Taena parang nakakainsulto naman yung tawa. Hahaha. Ang yabang mo talaga.

Him: Habang mahal kita, matangos ang ilong mo.

Me: Tsaka matangkad ako?

Him: Yes, babe. You have everything.

Me: I have everything as long as I have you.

I want someone who knows how to have fun. Someone I can wrestle with, someone I can have pillow fights with. Someone who gives me piggyback rides. Someone who does cute things like leaving notes in my locker or drawing a ring around my finger. I want someone who can see me as his best friend. Someone who will be honest with me. If he wants to go out with his boys, I want him to tell me and I’ll just tell him to go on and have fun. I want a relationship that’s built on trust. I want late night phones calls and cute morning texts. Someone who comes over after school just to watch TV or help me with my homework. Someone who will be there to support me with all my achievements. Someone who can make me smile when I’m down. Someone who I can be a complete fool around and he’ll play along. Someone who I can just take a nap with. Kisses on the forehead, kisses on the cheek. Things that make it cute. Hanging out with me and his parents. Baking some cookies with me. I want someone who will do everything possible to show me, to prove to me that what we have is real.

I want someone who knows how to have fun. Someone I can wrestle with, someone I can have pillow fights with. Someone who gives me piggyback rides. Someone who does cute things like leaving notes in my locker or drawing a ring around my finger. I want someone who can see me as his best friend. Someone who will be honest with me. If he wants to go out with his boys, I want him to tell me and I’ll just tell him to go on and have fun. I want a relationship that’s built on trust. I want late night phones calls and cute morning texts. Someone who comes over after school just to watch TV or help me with my homework. Someone who will be there to support me with all my achievements. Someone who can make me smile when I’m down. Someone who I can be a complete fool around and he’ll play along. Someone who I can just take a nap with. Kisses on the forehead, kisses on the cheek. Things that make it cute. Hanging out with me and his parents. Baking some cookies with me. I want someone who will do everything possible to show me, to prove to me that what we have is real.

One day you’re gonna want her back. That girl who knew she wasn’t perfect, but tried to be just for you. That girl who wanted nothing more than to be there for you, and loving you was the only way she could. That girl who knows your every flaw, but values them as much as she values your strengths. That girl who still can’t bring herself to hate you, even though you probably deserve it. That girl you should have, but you don’t. One day you’re gonna want her back. But it will be all too late.

One day you’re gonna want her back. That girl who knew she wasn’t perfect, but tried to be just for you. That girl who wanted nothing more than to be there for you, and loving you was the only way she could. That girl who knows your every flaw, but values them as much as she values your strengths. That girl who still can’t bring herself to hate you, even though you probably deserve it. That girl you should have, but you don’t. One day you’re gonna want her back. But it will be all too late.

Letting go.
It’s a lot harder than it seems. You talk all day, everyday. You fall asleep on the phone together. You wake up to good morning texts. You think about them every second you’re awake then when you’re asleep, you dream about them. You spend time with them whether it’s in person or not. They soon become a part of your everyday life and you get used to it… Then all of a sudden, they leave. Most of the time once they’re gone, they’re gone for good. Meaning, no more late night calls, no more cute text messages (actually no texts at all), no more ’ i love you’, ‘babe’ all of that. The first few days you will want to call, text, send them an ask, IM, really do everything just to talk to them and restore what’s “normal”. But, as much as you try, things don’t change. The hardest part is letting go. You check their tumblr and facebook often just to see what they’re doing and also to see if they have someone new. This person that was once your everything is now just a memory. A memory that you replay over and over again in your head. You spend nights reminiscing in the said words, shared laughs, the kisses, all the good things that went on during the time you two were together. Letting go can take weeks, months, even years. But remember that this was just a fragment of time; a memory that will someday fade. 

Letting go.

It’s a lot harder than it seems. You talk all day, everyday. You fall asleep on the phone together. You wake up to good morning texts. You think about them every second you’re awake then when you’re asleep, you dream about them. You spend time with them whether it’s in person or not. They soon become a part of your everyday life and you get used to it… Then all of a sudden, they leave. Most of the time once they’re gone, they’re gone for good. Meaning, no more late night calls, no more cute text messages (actually no texts at all), no more ’ i love you’, ‘babe’ all of that. The first few days you will want to call, text, send them an ask, IM, really do everything just to talk to them and restore what’s “normal”. But, as much as you try, things don’t change. The hardest part is letting go. You check their tumblr and facebook often just to see what they’re doing and also to see if they have someone new. This person that was once your everything is now just a memory. A memory that you replay over and over again in your head. You spend nights reminiscing in the said words, shared laughs, the kisses, all the good things that went on during the time you two were together. Letting go can take weeks, months, even years. But remember that this was just a fragment of time; a memory that will someday fade. 

You know you’re in love when every waking moment you think about him. Your heart never stop fluttering and those butterflies never settle down. You look forward to every conversation and smile at every hello. You get into disagreements, but never arguments, because you would never want the two of you to be angry with each other. His face is imprinted at the back of your eyes and even when he’s not there you still feel so close that you can almost feel his skin next to you. You’re never worried about other girls because you have faith that there is nothing to worry about. You start planning their birthday present a couple months ahead of time. You talk about your future and even if you don’t say it out loud, you couldn’t picture your life without them. You keep falling more and more and every day you fear hitting the ground, but every day he catches you.

You know you’re in love when every waking moment you think about him. Your heart never stop fluttering and those butterflies never settle down. You look forward to every conversation and smile at every hello. You get into disagreements, but never arguments, because you would never want the two of you to be angry with each other. His face is imprinted at the back of your eyes and even when he’s not there you still feel so close that you can almost feel his skin next to you. You’re never worried about other girls because you have faith that there is nothing to worry about. You start planning their birthday present a couple months ahead of time. You talk about your future and even if you don’t say it out loud, you couldn’t picture your life without them. You keep falling more and more and every day you fear hitting the ground, but every day he catches you.

I’m not fine. I was never fine. Every smile you can see is just a mask of my real emotion. I’m just too scared to let it out because I don’t want people to worry. I want to be alone but I try to cope up with my friends so that they won’t notice.I don’t want people to worry how I am. I want them to know me as a happy and carefree girl. It sounds insane but I like it that way. In that way, no one will bother asking me. In that way, no one will worry. In that way, everybody is happy. I’m willing to sacrifice my own happiness for theirs.

I’m not fine. I was never fine. Every smile you can see is just a mask of my real emotion. I’m just too scared to let it out because I don’t want people to worry. I want to be alone but I try to cope up with my friends so that they won’t notice.I don’t want people to worry how I am. I want them to know me as a happy and carefree girl. It sounds insane but I like it that way. In that way, no one will bother asking me. In that way, no one will worry. In that way, everybody is happy. I’m willing to sacrifice my own happiness for theirs.

I like those kind of relationships where both of you meet at a random and unexpected time and have no intention of getting at each other. You both see each other as friends, but as time goes, you both start to build feelings for each other. And now you both are compatible with each other and you guys start talking officially. Yeah, those are the relationships I like. Where both of you don’t realize you like each other.

I like those kind of relationships where both of you meet at a random and unexpected time and have no intention of getting at each other. You both see each other as friends, but as time goes, you both start to build feelings for each other. And now you both are compatible with each other and you guys start talking officially. Yeah, those are the relationships I like. Where both of you don’t realize you like each other.

I’m not okay. But I will be, soon.
I love that moment when you realize that you’re going to be okay. Like you’ve been down for so long and then all of a sudden it just hits you, you’re going to be perfectly fine. Maybe not that day, maybe not even the next day, but someday.

I’m not okay. But I will be, soon.

I love that moment when you realize that you’re going to be okay. Like you’ve been down for so long and then all of a sudden it just hits you, you’re going to be perfectly fine. Maybe not that day, maybe not even the next day, but someday.

I keep thinking you’re just going to randomly text me and tell me all the feelings you’ve been hiding. The same ones I have. That you remember all those cute things I did for you, all those stupid stuff I said. That you’ll just text me and tell me I’m the one you want. The one you keep thinking about. I want you to tell me the only reason you left was because you got scared of the feelings you had or because you wanted me too much. Just anything that would give me the slightest bit of hope.

I keep thinking you’re just going to randomly text me and tell me all the feelings you’ve been hiding. The same ones I have. That you remember all those cute things I did for you, all those stupid stuff I said. That you’ll just text me and tell me I’m the one you want. The one you keep thinking about. I want you to tell me the only reason you left was because you got scared of the feelings you had or because you wanted me too much. Just anything that would give me the slightest bit of hope.

Have you ever fallen in love with someone, realized the love was unrequited, but then continued to love them, despite everything? Despite the passage of time, despite your lack of communication, despite physical proximity and circumstances? In the face of all odds? Whether they are mad at you or happy with you, whether you talk every day or maybe once a month… You still love them, in the face of everything. You know it’s stupid. You know it won’t be returned. But a small part of you whispers, Keep holding on. Because maybe, just maybe, they’re in love with you too.

Have you ever fallen in love with someone, realized the love was unrequited, but then continued to love them, despite everything? Despite the passage of time, despite your lack of communication, despite physical proximity and circumstances? In the face of all odds? Whether they are mad at you or happy with you, whether you talk every day or maybe once a month… You still love them, in the face of everything. You know it’s stupid. You know it won’t be returned. But a small part of you whispers, Keep holding on. Because maybe, just maybe, they’re in love with you too.