Nothing More Beautiful

there is nothing more beautiful
than you being here
in my world.

what is my world that
you should visit?
yet, you did!
and i am so thankful!

what could be more beautiful
than knowing
You are there.
watching, staying, staring,
can*t be seen,
can*t be touched.
but can be felt.

you
are like a soft wind from the west,
gently caressing the leaves of time,
of the unknown.

what could be more beautiful
than knowing
you love me?
yes, loving me
by someone as high as the heaven as you!
someone as complicated as the time.
someone as deep as the waters in the river
i always pass by...
i am amazed..
mesmerized...
appalled by this love.
but i know
i cannot reach you..
cannot touch you..
cannot know you..
i want to cross the bridge but
i don*t know how.
i want to touch the sky
but i don*t know how.

and i walk along this highway of life.
wondering... wondering...wandering.
my fear engulf me like a mist.
i cried.
and the rain fell upon my world,

and i remember: nothing can be more beautiful than knowing
it is you
and it is me.

and i walked away...

If I am An Angel...If I am a Genie...

if i am a genie,
i would grant you your three wishes.
i would cast a spell
that would change your pain into joy.
that would change your past,
and undo your mistakes.

if i am an angel.
i would fly into God*s chamber
and utter your name there that He would answer
all your prayers, and all your questions.

if i am a genie,
i will bring you inside my bottle
so you can rest and find solace.
then i will let you out again
with new strenght within.

but if i am an angel,
i will go into God*s presence
and surrender my wings
so
i
could be with
you

forever.

Ours Is Like A Fantaserye

Domeng....

Met him in a time nobody would ever think will come.
In a time where my world was preoccupied with the tribe, my career and....my career. ahuh!
That was May 14,2006.
Can still remember ei.

The following days were filled with talks about his life, my life (although I maintained one card under the table), his world...he let me saw his world, his world. And my world?...Ahh, I have no idea if he wanted to see mine. I was afraid to ask.

But the days were filled with talks on the texts... he didn*t want me to hear his voice...pangit daw! Well, I didn*t care. But he did care.

..of exchanges of gifts... we use couriers.
... of listening and understanding.
... helping one another.
But he never saw my face.
I never saw his face.
in person.
only in pictures.

There are times I have the doubt if he is the real Dominic?
But there are also times I shoved those doubts away. I don*t care.
Whether he*s real or not.
Because I saw the person inside the childish covers he had.
The person anyone would gonna like and love.
And I love it.

I read and feel the heartbeat he had,
but I chose not to take it seriously...I was afraid.
I can*t ask, because I might be wrong..
And I am afraid.

Then one day he was gone!
I don*t know why.
He was gone... and it made me think a lot of questions without answers.
Is it the hershey*s fault? Is it my fault?
But his leaving hurt me.
Why am I hurting? Don*t know...
But who cares? He wouldn*t know anyway.
He*s gone.

Years passed by...Eerr, two years passed by.
It*s May again...
When my world is preoccupied with work and wonderings...

I hate the times of my sudden sadness.
These times I hate the rain, I like the dimness of each night, the noise and the roads.

Then suddenly, he came back from nowhere....
And I in the place of no return.

It is May again... and it was May 21, 2010.

His return I never expected. I thought he was gone forever!
His return made me cry!
Si Domeng lang ang nakapagpaiyak sa akin,
sa gitna ng supermarket...

I cried... I don*t know why.
Siguro kasi bati na kami.
Nahh..... ganun lang?
I don*t know, still, why.
why I cried.

And I have known the reason why he left. And I was surprised! So surprised that I exclaimed, "Why didn*t you tell me?"

Because I was waiting to hear that but he didn*t tell.


Days are filled with talks in texts, and calls now! Oh yeah, I can now hear his voice and his laughs!
And a lot more beautiful things!
Beautiful things!
Beautiful things!

Ha ha ha ha ha!

And he*s a different person now! More beautiful than the one I*ve known before.
And I like the changes.
But still, we see only each other in ... pictures!

He is like a future in a glimpse.
You can talk to but you can*t touch.
Near but so far. A world apart.
Heaven and earth.
A dream.
A fantasy.... nope, a fantaserye!
Because we*re making a story.

But he said it*s not a dream, and not a fantasy...

You are Cinderella and I am Prince Charming! ha ha ha

So it is.

One Minute

This I see:

No matter how fast, advance and complicated our lives may be... time will always come by that we will need to go back to the basics. To the foundations of the pillars we have set in our lives, to the simple s.o.p. of how things are in our lives.

For 21 years, I have lived an almost "dream-like" life, with nothing to ask for more. The next 10 years became the reverse of it. I woke up one morning asking what am I doing here? When I tried to fix things up, the next 10 years became the most complicated and hardest of the years that passed by... in trying to make things better, I took the one minute chances every day, going back to basic....

One minute of each time walking under the rain....praying.

One minute of each moment walking by the shore.... energizing my spirit to remain positive,
to keep my eyes on my goal.

One minute of every hour walking in the streets... thinking how things will going to be
excellent.

One minute of every time spent happily with the people around... crying to keep depression
away.

One minute of every 4 hours sleeping.... awake, understanding the blue print of my life, our
lives designed by GOd Almighty, so I will not complain and ask "why?".

One minute of every opportunity with ordinary, not-so-ordinary people and the somebodies...
observing their walks in life.... so I'll have inspirations and pattern in planning for the hows
in my life.

And the rest of the remaining minutes...... : )

And the 3 years after, were times of changes.

Nothing More Beautiful

There is nothing more beautiful than
a flower blooming,
a sunrise,
and
a sunset.

A bird flying in the horizon,
a rainbow,
and you..

looking at me,

just looking at me.

There is nothing sadder
than a death
of a loved one,

and you,
walking away
from me.

But there is nothing more
rewarding
than an effort compensated,

and me...
overcoming your memories.

There is nothing more refreshing
than a cold drink after a hot weather,
and thinking
of our past,
how it made me
change,
and grow into
a person
more
beautiful
than
there
was
you.

and I am glad!