Saturday, October 31, 2015

How is this to end


Viola De Lesseps: I loved a writer and gave up the prize for a sonnet. 
William Shakespeare: I was the more deceived. 
Viola De Lesseps: Yes, you were deceived, for I did not know how much I loved you.
[Saying their goodbyes]
William Shakespeare: You will never age for me, nor fade, nor die.

Escape

Move on
Those two words stabbed through my heart repeatedly
I have never felt more sorrow
If people only knew 
Why it pained me
I now know there can never be an us
Because of the circumstances
I just wish it could be easier
It is always difficult to remove hope in one's being
For what has been planted continues to grow
I remain constant
I wish to disappear now.



Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Fight

My boss looked frail. The cancer did not rob her of her spunk though. It saddened me all the more. Losing hope was the name of the game. It was as if the universe was sending me a message and I was being bull headed. I often learned the hard way but maybe not this time. Was there such a thing as a second coming? I could only wish. 



Sunday, October 25, 2015

Feeling broken

Saturday, October 24, 2015

My so-called life

Reunions
The reality of mortality hits
My parents' generation are in the twilight of their existence
Makes me think of my own life
And how staid it is
Nothing eventful nor significant
I feel like a leaf falling on the ground with no one noticing
Seeing my niece made me think all the more 
I want to have a legacy just like her
I want to have what everyone seemed to be having
Hollow to the core is what I feel
No amount of cheer or scare tactics can make me smile
I should be grateful still
For the next 35 years or more will be God-given.
I long to hold someone's hand in public
I yearn to kiss someone's lips in private
I crave to love someone unconditionally
Will I ever get the chance.

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

The return of the bat

At 11:20pm last night
I saw Bruce
Giving me a glimpse
However so fleeting
Was this the sign? 
I could only hope.



Sunday, October 18, 2015

Of dots and my gut

“You can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something – your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life”- Steve Jobs

Don't say goodbye

I do not know what to believe anymore 
Why did I have to see your involvement with both 
A year ago I lost a second love the second time
A year later here I am thinking of a sad and lonely future
Maybe it's all for the best
To turn off the switch
Maybe the miracle did not lie in something happening
It rested on me changing my feelings
It hurts so much that I cannot sleep
Peace again eludes me
Wilł I ever have a love so true? 
I hold on, silent and grieving. 

Saturday, October 17, 2015

Keeping it together

Monday, October 12, 2015

Hopeful and determined

It is year 2007
I remained in faith
I fell 
I was determined
And where am I now? 
Learning from the past 
In the hopes of a happy future.
Just believe 
His will be done. 

Scarred

My mind is blank
But my heart is not
How silently it grieves
From a death to being unrequited
Why must it be this way
If only I could disappear 
Just to make it easier
For my wound to heal.

Sunday, October 11, 2015

Frozen


Tuesday, October 06, 2015

And I mean Nothing


Monday, October 05, 2015

Good and great

The priest said aim for goodness not greatness. I want both. But being good should come first. And then, one can become great. Which is actually more of a bonus. 


Saturday, October 03, 2015

Your only purpose

Was for me to cut it permanently. No going back. And that was that.