it hurt when I stumbled across her.
she was like broken glass all along the floor.
but it was beautiful and my curiosity got the best of me.
I remember looking at her and all I could see was pain.
she had this insane look of desperation; you could almost feel it.
and yet her eyes were still hollow; like the life had been sucked out of her.
I wanted to pick up her pieces.
I wanted to put her back together.
and so I tried. I really did.
I got a little cut along the way.
the more I tried to fix her the more fragile I became myself but I didn’t care.
I wanted to see her happy.
every time I made her laugh I thought about how I wanted to make her laugh forever.
she was getting better.
eventually she was put together enough to get up and walk away.
but she didn’t take me with her.
and I’ve been stuck sitting here where I first found her.
wondering if the pieces left on the floor are hers or mine.
I should probably get the fuck up.
Dear you,
Do you know many times you’ve failed me? Do you know how many times I’ve cried too much and how much I’ve lost for caring too much?
You wouldn’t.
You’re too busy minding your own when I was trying to hide every tear and stifle every sob.
So much for love.
Labels: kwentong pag-ibig, pain, poetry
you speak her name differently, like a sharp edge on sea glass, like the morning your mother stopped making your lunches, like how blueberries taste at their ripest. your eyes catch on her like a snagged sweater, you unravel yourself on her.
she laughs and the room fills up with the sound of it, and you explode into it. her fingers between yours are little anchors, little reminders of fragile and whole. she sings the world at the top of her lungs, she drives herself into rainstorms.
but you’re soft, poison ivy, small weed body. you cannot crawl into her cracks and make her into garden, not when she is already a forest all on her own. she holds shadows between her hipbones and folds herself razor notes she tucks into the cavities inside her soul, ripped aching holes that hands like yours don’t know how to sew.
you want to make her a necklace out of kisses just so she can’t hang a noose where love bruises would. you want to be the person she calls at four in the morning when the sweat breaks out down her spine and her grave starts calling. you want to give her your secrets as an unopened box, give her your body as the key. you want to tell her: we were born from the same demons, became iron in fire, swallowed the same bitter sea.
but you are nothing, and she is lovely, and in the morning, someone else will be her ocean, in the way you’ll never be.
Labels: poetry
You don’t get to choose who handles your heart. There are simply people who were born with it in their teeth. When you meet them, it is best to build a bomb shelter.
Labels: kwentong pag-ibig, poetry, quotes
“You’re going to do
something terrible,
you’re going to kiss
someone else
with that mouth.
And I will not forgive you,
because I will not know
how to forget
that my skin is mine
but mostly it’s yours.
We were charting
another Atlantis together
on the map of my body,
And I’m taking it back now.
Your knowledge,
my secrets,
my gasps when you touch me
there, and there,
how these new worlds were
for you.
So you’ll kiss another mouth,
and maybe you’ll enjoy it,
maybe it’ll taste like new summer
or wild berries
or something you’ve never
had on your tongue before
but when you come back for me
with your hands wide open
I will not come,
I will not look for you,
and I will not forgive you.”
Labels: poetry
And once more I'll try to say goodbye
To the feelings that long ago should have already died
To the love I have hidden for quite a long time
To the cherished memories I have kept for so long in my mind
To the words i so long to hear from you
To the quiet hours when I felt terribly blue
To the days I waited for you to be mine
To the love which remained unrequited and blind. -rainbowmoonfire
Labels: kwentong pag-ibig, pain, poetry
She stands at the edge of the Cliff of Chance & Love. But she is too scared to take a leap, since she knows HE is not there to catch her when she falls. 😢
Labels: kwentong pag-ibig, pain, poetry
I walk in an empty corner
Dreaming of you and me together
The face of a thousand angel
Lie beneath in your inner soul
How can I resist the temptation
When you are my addiction
Set my heart on fire
Embracing the raging flame.
Imagination kills reality
I stop to think quickly
The shadow of curiousity
Steal a chance for infinity
I said "you are indeed loved by many"
She said "yes i am,temporary"
Confused to think
I can't hold a drink
Watching her dancing
The world is revolving
Thinking how cruel the world is
For an angel created by masterpiece
As I hold her hand
She was stuck in wonderland
We move to a better place
Where I cannot recognize a face
The sky's sympathize
I cannot empathize
Tears rolling in this beautiful statue
While looking for my point of view
Bus stopped,rushly ran to nowhere
You disappear into thin air
Leaving a letter of forgiveness
I asked for a one final kiss
Years later,a news came
I tried to behave
Finding out you already left
Wishing to be deaf
As I knee down,shattered glass follow
Cursing six feet below
Now I survive in this world
Trying to live the best that I could
Thank you for leaving a mark
The scars of yesterday will remain undone
Labels: kwentong pag-ibig, pain, poetry
Who I am ? Konnichiwa ! I'm bbjjangmomo ツ. You can call me
KPOP
I am taken by the Superman. His name is Glenn Paul , I prefer Poknat. We began our disney story on 28 September 2012 until today. Out tandem name is bibipoknat. He always sing the song "Grow Old With You by Adam Sandler" to me even though he doesn't have such a good voice. He is my first boyfie and I guess I am the most luckiest girl in the world to have him in my life. All I can say is he is the only one that can stand my attitude. I'm always moody and he handle it easily without getting mad at me. We fight (yeah every couple fight) but we will suddenly end up getting back together without knowing about it. He always tries his best to make me feel happy and he always manage to draw a smile on my face when i'm upset. He always fulfill my wish.. I just want him to know that no matter how difficult things can be in the long run, he will still have me. He is my first and hopefully he'll be my last . Seriously I love him so much. God please make him mine and me his. Amen.
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