by : whencrissytalkstheylisten
I lost track of the times I cried because of a Love that was blown by the wind. The number of times when my friends squeal in pain due to a crop of disappointment that only remains a stream of rhythmic memory and nothing more. Sometimes, I wonder, where do broken hearts go?
This day, I would like to soothe those who lost love, those who have let go of their most profound dreams, those who enveloped themselves with unrequited love, and those who still cast a glance of their Ideal Man at a far distance not knowing whether there is a tiny possibility that one day, Mr. Ideal Man will fairly glance back at them.
We all have experienced the thrills and frills of being in love. We all somehow at one point in our lives threaded the same path once. The path leaded us to different directions, yet, in some ways, we have been a part of that long winding road. I would like to remind those people who despised the thought of falling in love again; those who lost faith in love, those who prayed constantly that there will never be 14th of February in the calendar, and those who wish red roses would eventually turn into black and loose its magical scent, that it is never too late to get out of the pit you burrow yourself into, live and love again.
Being shattered and being stuck in embracing the past, doesn’t entirely mean that you will still sulk over the whole thing over and over again. The wound will keep on bleeding until you allow it to. You will never know that there remains a tiny hope right outside of your window, if you’ll just keep on burrowing yourself under your bed. A love’s lost can sometimes took the breath out of us, but, it won’t entirely mean that we’ll die after the moment they bid goodbye.
Unrequited love, unreciprocated and not a two way street kind of relationship, the kind of love that is always depicted in the movies, the characters we can always see ourselves into. This is the kind of relationship that only one person selfishly gives him/herself and the other one openly just receives. I wanted to reach out for those women who just look at their Ideal Man from afar, waiting for the perfect timing that he’ll soon notice you; it is never too late to turn away your glance from that guy, and look somewhere else. Sometimes, no matter how hard we try, if that person never realizes that someone loves him from a distant, and then there will be no happy ending for that silent gaze of yours. Quit gawking, broaden your viewpoint and instead notice those who stole you glances.
When a relationship ends and fails, there are certain factors why it has to end in the first place. Nevertheless, don’t drown yourself into the situation where you face and put all the blame to no one, but you. It is the most foolish way to begin your healing process with. When a relationship ended, remember that it is never your fault alone, as it always takes two to tango.
And for those who despise fully hates celebrating Valentine’ day, because it will only bring back the memories of the past, you must be reminded one more time, that Valentine’s day is just like the other days in the calendar. Nothing is exactly extraordinary out of it. You don’t have to sulk and curse the day, after all, it is the same day as the 13th and 15th.
And now I realized broken hearts don’t really exist. For deep within us, our heart’s whole no matter how shattered we think it would be when we lost love. It radiates and continues to pulsate no matter how painful the goodbye was. And there are no broken hearts, really only broken dreams.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
To DADDY with LOVE
by : whencrissytalkstheylisten
Dad,
I can feel your moist lips as you kissed mommy's tummy. I know that without even having you touching my hand right now, I know for sure that I am loved. I am so eager to see you and mom and with that am counting with my tiny fingers the months am gonna see you...
I am so lucky to be your daughter, I send to you my kisses as well.
Love,
Freundii Allegra Simone
Regrets, DUMP IT
by : whencrissytalkstheylisten
Everyone close to me can say that I am that kind of person who never think of the problem that besets me, they add that I look and act that I am free from tensions and worries. I guess they are pretty right on those close observations. The secret is that I don't REGRET anything that I had done in the past, whether a good or bad thing sprung out my decisions, I hugged all my actions to my knees.
The reason why we are always stressed out because we lack the strength to look into life as a playground. Like a child, we are flung into this magical playground where different swings and other play equipments are located. We choose what equipment to play with, sometimes we choose to ride the see-saw. We can balance our lives the same way we do when playing the see-saw.
We eventually realized that we got bored riding the see-saw. We run off and tried the manual merry-go-round. The twists and turns of the merry go round can be compared to our lives, we are not always in control of it. Some force or somebody has to push the merry-go-round so it can move in circular motion. GOD is that gravity, one realization I made as the years made me older.
We then, looked around for the swing, we ride the it with full force and push ourselves with our own legs, and then the swing sways up to its motion. Yeah, if only MAN could learn how to let go of there worries and let the wind blow them away momentarily just like when you ride the swing, then, the world would be free of acquired lifestyle diseases as certain of these illnesses is caused by unwanted worries and fears..
And as the evening sky creeps in, I walked out of the playground, not holding any regret why I played and wound my knees and scratched my elbow and soil my feet. I look forward to every cuts and bruises as I enter the playground, for there is no amount of pain and agony that can equal the certain joy and happiness I feel in the fraction of time I spend playing in the playground.
The reason why I keep nurturing the CHILD in me is that, only a CHILD can play in the playground, ride the swing, without looking silly and daft.... And only a CHILD can ever accept the consequences of his actions without killing himself..
Everyone close to me can say that I am that kind of person who never think of the problem that besets me, they add that I look and act that I am free from tensions and worries. I guess they are pretty right on those close observations. The secret is that I don't REGRET anything that I had done in the past, whether a good or bad thing sprung out my decisions, I hugged all my actions to my knees.
The reason why we are always stressed out because we lack the strength to look into life as a playground. Like a child, we are flung into this magical playground where different swings and other play equipments are located. We choose what equipment to play with, sometimes we choose to ride the see-saw. We can balance our lives the same way we do when playing the see-saw.
We eventually realized that we got bored riding the see-saw. We run off and tried the manual merry-go-round. The twists and turns of the merry go round can be compared to our lives, we are not always in control of it. Some force or somebody has to push the merry-go-round so it can move in circular motion. GOD is that gravity, one realization I made as the years made me older.
We then, looked around for the swing, we ride the it with full force and push ourselves with our own legs, and then the swing sways up to its motion. Yeah, if only MAN could learn how to let go of there worries and let the wind blow them away momentarily just like when you ride the swing, then, the world would be free of acquired lifestyle diseases as certain of these illnesses is caused by unwanted worries and fears..
And as the evening sky creeps in, I walked out of the playground, not holding any regret why I played and wound my knees and scratched my elbow and soil my feet. I look forward to every cuts and bruises as I enter the playground, for there is no amount of pain and agony that can equal the certain joy and happiness I feel in the fraction of time I spend playing in the playground.
The reason why I keep nurturing the CHILD in me is that, only a CHILD can play in the playground, ride the swing, without looking silly and daft.... And only a CHILD can ever accept the consequences of his actions without killing himself..
an Update
by : whencrissytalkstheylisten
I was not able to write for quite a while since I'm too preoccupied swimming in my own thoughts. We just turned 19 weeks! Yes, I know, it will be another week more to go before we can say that we have reached the half way mark. I don't really mind at all gaining these extra pounds, and when I say extra, it is somehow near 20 pounds!! I felt that my tummy is about to pop out, due to the fact that I can feel my skin has somehow managed to reached its elasticity limit, kidding!!
Plus, I have my Multiply site to keep me more preoccupied. It is very seldom that my friends visits this site, and thus, I find writing here somehow a relief since I am allowed to say things that I am not allowed to. Bwahahaha..
I have gained weight, yet I earned a lot of happiness inside of me... Whew, this is the PEACE I was longing for....
Remind me of this, LIL ONE<>
by : whencrissytalkstheylisten
yes, i know that you are inside me of. I have dream about you and never I had seen a very handsome face such as yours. I try not to worry about the future as it collides my happiness into confusion, and it wont be healthy for both of us. I figure out that my mind should be free from worthless and meaningless undesirable thoughts from now on. In case I forgotten this vow, give me a loud kick and I'll sure remember this by.
yes, i know that you are inside me of. I have dream about you and never I had seen a very handsome face such as yours. I try not to worry about the future as it collides my happiness into confusion, and it wont be healthy for both of us. I figure out that my mind should be free from worthless and meaningless undesirable thoughts from now on. In case I forgotten this vow, give me a loud kick and I'll sure remember this by.
Dont, Call me STUPID..
by : whencrissytalkstheylisten
Stupid, I call myself, daft is even better. I wonder how can we gauge intelligence and smartness. I may not know things such as converting files into some extensions, nor I even forgot how to do that Mail Merge thingy. I don’t play PSP, and yes, even my own PC files are a mess. I maybe gadget-tech(y)-DUMB, but, I live in my own comforts, in my own small world, of papers and pens, of shoes and clothes, of french-fries and sundaes. I have my wants and needs and things that can make me happy, I don’t think that hard drives, mobile phones, converters here and there make my day. I am free to think, to live in my own pace, in my own thoughts, in my own keenness, somehow it is surreal, somehow it is my own thing, not yours, PUNK! No, I don’t call myself Stupid, nor I want to think that I am, I am not dumb, I am not just into “your” thing, live with it, and don’t call me Stupid.
Stupid, I call myself, daft is even better. I wonder how can we gauge intelligence and smartness. I may not know things such as converting files into some extensions, nor I even forgot how to do that Mail Merge thingy. I don’t play PSP, and yes, even my own PC files are a mess. I maybe gadget-tech(y)-DUMB, but, I live in my own comforts, in my own small world, of papers and pens, of shoes and clothes, of french-fries and sundaes. I have my wants and needs and things that can make me happy, I don’t think that hard drives, mobile phones, converters here and there make my day. I am free to think, to live in my own pace, in my own thoughts, in my own keenness, somehow it is surreal, somehow it is my own thing, not yours, PUNK! No, I don’t call myself Stupid, nor I want to think that I am, I am not dumb, I am not just into “your” thing, live with it, and don’t call me Stupid.
After 12 Long Years..
by : whencrissytalkstheylisten
I saw your face in my dreams, twice you came into my fantasy last week. You still had that very familiar smile, that very loving pair of eyes. No, we didn't kiss, nor we held hands, we were just talking and it shocked me when I felt a very strange sensation, that same feeling I used to have 12 years back. It all came back to me, there were running here and there, and when I woke up, I was confused. Why did I dream of you? Yes, I no longer love you, I am no longer the girl that once was so infatuated with your smile. I don't remember your soft moist lips, and how sensational I feel after kissing you. Yes, I don't go back to the tales of the past. And yet, in my dreams, you were there, standing right infront of me.
You once stole my heart, and yes, you uttered a lot of "i love u's" before. But, everything was buried, and the tears have dried up. I just wish that you are as happy as I am now, I do still hope that you and the girl whom you had chosen over me are still happy.
In the morning, I let out a huge smile.... It has been in ages since the last time I saw you, and in my dreams, you remain that handsome prince twelve years back. But for now, and in case you read this, just want to thank you.. for sneaking into my dreams!
I saw your face in my dreams, twice you came into my fantasy last week. You still had that very familiar smile, that very loving pair of eyes. No, we didn't kiss, nor we held hands, we were just talking and it shocked me when I felt a very strange sensation, that same feeling I used to have 12 years back. It all came back to me, there were running here and there, and when I woke up, I was confused. Why did I dream of you? Yes, I no longer love you, I am no longer the girl that once was so infatuated with your smile. I don't remember your soft moist lips, and how sensational I feel after kissing you. Yes, I don't go back to the tales of the past. And yet, in my dreams, you were there, standing right infront of me.
You once stole my heart, and yes, you uttered a lot of "i love u's" before. But, everything was buried, and the tears have dried up. I just wish that you are as happy as I am now, I do still hope that you and the girl whom you had chosen over me are still happy.
In the morning, I let out a huge smile.... It has been in ages since the last time I saw you, and in my dreams, you remain that handsome prince twelve years back. But for now, and in case you read this, just want to thank you.. for sneaking into my dreams!
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