i think

when you choose to give your heart to someone, to be an important part of someone’s life, there are unwritten rules that automatically guide the relationship.
they’re not stated, but implicitly demonstrated. suddenly, you have additional rights and obligations that were otherwise not present.

then you realize that opposed to the other obligations that you have, you actually enjoy and look forward to fulfilling these obligations. on the other hand, you begin to question the rights that you earned. what are its limitations? up to what extent can you exercise them? are your rights mutually agreed upon? can these rights be claimed anytime you want to?

when your partner chooses to love you and commit himself to you, do you automatically earn the right to be one of his utmost–if not the utmost–priorities?
do you deserve to get jealous of other people?
do you have the right to become visible to the other significant people in his life? and let them know that you, too, are now as equally important to him as they are?

when he decides to give his heart to you, can you ask him if you can have it whole and open and unscathed?
can you ask him to get rid of the ghosts of his past so you can peacefully live the present with him? is it your right to do this? as it is your obligation to take care of his heart, do you also have the right to have your heart taken care of by him?

when he says i love you, do you automatically earn the right to feel special? and expect him to make you feel special as you do him? do you get to still be loved by him in all your morning or weepy splendor, or when the everybody else just wants to push you off the cliff?

what are your rights? do you even know what they are? do they even exist? or are they just a fragment of your imagination? or of your idealism?

media has created in our minds an image of the perfect guy. someone who would know what we want even before we open our mouth. someone who opens the doors for us and displays every single act of chivalry, with or without people looking. a guy who would bring us flowers in every possible occasion and would remember every single thing we say, no matter how irrelevant. he remembers every important date, even the day he met his girl. he will never make his girl cry and would go miles just to please her. he’s the king of romance, and will surprise her with the sweetest things when she least expects it.
he won’t do anything wrong, his eyes are only for her. he’s flawless.

such image has created in women expectations that are sometimes too far-fetched, and very high expectations lead to utter disappointments. we look for these characteristics in our partners that we end up frustrated.

but what i’ve learned in the past days is that just because the person doesn’t love me the way i want him to doesn’t mean he doesn’t love me the way he knows how to.

so what if my man is not perfect?

who else would bear with my mood swings and tolerate my fight modes?
he’s not dr. phil but he sure is always ready to listen to my stories, no matter how trivial they seem.
he would readily give me a hug every single time i need or want one.
i don’t care about the mess he makes, especially if the mess is caused by his cooking–for me.
who else would think that burping is cute? or that my incessant ouching and comments in wrestling is adorable (on this note, who would have thought i would like wrestling?)??
breakfast would wait for a couple of hours or so just because he prefers to have it with me.
he laughs out loud, talks nonstop, sings sexy, and dances playfully.
he says sorry without qualifications nor explanations.
he does favors i ask him to do.
he tries not to show me how pissed off he is with me already.
he ’s not religious but he always talks to God.
he’s got a lot of dreams for himself, but more so for the people he loves.
he’s a happy person, despite and in spite of.

this and more. i know that in the days to come, there will be an awful lot more things i would love and hate and appreciate about him.

i could just sit with him all day and not talk and feel like it’s one day well spent and worth repeating. this is how he makes me feel.

so who cares about the perfect guy? he doesn’t exist. but my man does, not perfect, but real. and his love for me? it’s even more real.

Everything is a choice. You create your path. You choose to leave. Or to stay. You learn a lot of things from a lot of sources, some you agree to, some you don’t. A few of which have a profound impact on you. But no matter how profound, it will still boil down to your choice: what are you going to do about this learning? You’d hear, or read, heck—even realize by yourself, that a lot of the things you do are wrong. That there are things in your life that just aren’t giving you true happiness. You’d realize that if you do one thing more often, you’d be more fulfilled. You’d realize that if you’d do less of something else, you’ll be a little more proud of yourself. You’d realize that if you stop doing something altogether, then your life will be back on the right track.

BUT when will you act on these realizations? When will you start doing more of the more important things in life? When will you lessen those things that give you temporary happiness? When will you quit doing what ultimately just gives you more pain? When are you gonna do the right thing?

You know you’re being stupid. You know that God is not proud of you. Hell, you’re not even proud of yourself. There is a difference between knowing and doing. And that’s what you lack: the action part. You’re too chicken. Too afraid to lose what you have now—is it even something that you actually own? Too afraid to let go of the temporary happiness thinking that you won’t be happy in the end. You think you’ve finally found your happiness. Then why are you crying? Why are you not proud of yourself? Why are you constantly scared of the end? Why the hell are you writing this??

Wake up. Let go. Move on. And most importantly, take the first step. It has always been your problem. Taking the first step. How many people have told you that the first step is just what it takes for you to get to your destination?

TAKE THE FIRST STEP. And do it soon. Before you lose sight of your destination. Before you drown in your own stupidity and naivety.

I know all about
Yeah, about your reputation
And now it’s bound to be a heartbreak situation
But I can’t help it if I’m helpless
Every time that I’m where you are
You walk in and my strength walks out the door
Say my name and I can’t fight it any more
Oh I know, I should go
But I need your touch just too damn much

Loving you,
That isn’t really something I should do
I shouldn’t wanna spend my time with you ya
Well I should try to be strong
But baby you’re the right kind of wrong
Yeah, baby you’re the right kind of wrong

It might be a mistake
A mistake I’m making
But what your giving I am happy to be taking
‘Cause no one’s ever made me feel
The way when I’m in your arms

They say you’re somethin I should do without
They don’t know what goes on
When the lights go out
There’s no way to explain
All the pleasure is worth all the pain

I should try to run but I just can’t seem to
‘Cause every time I run you’re the one I run to
Can’t do without what you do to me,
I don’t care if I’m in too deep

Yeah baby you’re the the right kind of wrong

i guarantee there’ll be tough times. i guarantee that at some point, one or both of us is gonna want to get out of this thing.

but i also guarantee that if i don’t ask you to be mine, i’ll regret it for the rest of my life..

so please be mine..

There’s something in your eyes mMakes me wanna lose my self. Makes me wanna lose myself in your heart.

There’s something in your voice tThat makes my heart beat fast. Hope this feeling lasts for the rest of my life.

If you knew how lonely my life has been and how long I’ve been so alone. And if you knew how I wanted someone to come along and change my life the way you’ve done.

It feels like home to me. It feels like home to me. It feels like I’m all the way back where I come from.
It feels like home to me. It feels like home to me. It feels like I’m all the way back where I belong.

A window breaks down on lumdard street and a siren rings in the night. But I’m all right cuz I have you here with me. And I can almost see through the dark there is light.

Well if you knew how much this moment means to me and how long I’ve waited for your touch. And if you knew how happy you are making me I never thought that I’d love anyone so much.

It feels like home to me. It feels like home to me. It feels like I’m all the way back where I come from.
It feels like home to me. It feels like home to me. It feels like I’m all the way back where I belong.

I’m not looking for someone to talk to
I’ve got my friend, I’m more than OK
I’ve got more than a girl could wish for
I live my dreams but it’s not all they say
Still I believe I’m missing something real
I need someone who really sees me

Don’t wanna wake up alone anymore
Still believing you’ll walk through my door
All I need is to know it’s for sure
Then I’ll give all the love in the world

I’ve often wondered if love’s an illusion
Just to get you through the loneliest days
I can’t criticize it
I have no hestitaion
My imagination just stole me away
Still I believe
I’m missing something real
I need someone who really sees me

Don’t wanna wake up alone anymore
Still believing you’ll walk through my door
All I need is to know it’s for sure
Then I’ll give all the love in the world

Love’s for a lifetime not for a moment
So how could I throw it away
Yeah I’m only human
And nights grow colder
With no one to love me that way
Yeah I need someone who really sees me

And I won’t wake up alone anymore
Still believing you’ll walk through my door
You’ll reach for me and I’ll know it’s for sure
Then I’ll give all the love in the world

itawa na lang natin yan mga parekoy! ganyan talaga sila:

merong manhid
merong nananadya
merong hindi talaga makaramdam
merong sadyang hindi tayo kayang mahalin o gustuhin
merong hindi kayang magmahal ng isang tao lang
merong mahal daw tayo pero may kulang
merong mahal tayo pero hindi natin maipilit mahalin din
merong nanggagamit lang talaga
at marami pang iba.

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kalokohang maghintay sa wala.

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It’s funny when you find yourself
Looking from the outside
I’m standing here but all I want
Is to be over there
Why did I let myself believe
Miracles could happen
Cause now I have to pretend
That I don’t really care

I thought you were my fairytale
A dream when I’m not sleeping
A wish upon a star
Thats coming true
But everybody else could tell
That I confused my feelings with the truth
When there was me and you

I swore I knew the melody
That I heard you singing
And when you smiled
You made me feel
Like I could sing along
But then you went and changed the words
Now my heart is empty
I’m only left with used-to-be’s
And once upon a song

Now I know you’re not a fairytale
And dreams were meant for sleeping
And wishes on a star
Just don’t come true
Cause now even I can tell
That I confused my feelings with the truth
Because I liked the view
When there was me and you

I can’t believe that
I could be so blind
It’s like you were floating
While I was falling
And I didn’t mind

Cause I liked the view
Thought you felt it too
When there was me and you