tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68350459366728123802024-02-20T07:54:25.311+08:00so I write | wyteheartwytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-83757773522865543242019-01-28T22:58:00.000+08:002019-01-28T22:59:53.535+08:00Sa kabila ng lahat...sa kabila ng aking katahimikan<br />
hanapin mo ako<br />
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<b>sa simula</b><br />
ng mga tulang hindi mailathala<br />
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sa kabila ng aking pag-aalinlangan<br />
hintayin mo ako<br />
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<b>sa dulo</b><br />
ng mga masasakit na salita<br />
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sa kabila ng aking pagkukulang<br />
alalahanin mo ako<br />
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<b>sa pagitan</b><br />
ng mga awiting nakakubli sa bawat alaala<br />
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<b>sa kabila ng lahat...</b><br />
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tahimik akong nagsusulat ng mga liham at tula<br />
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nag-aalinlangan na mauna<br />
at baka sa muli ay masaktan lang kita<br />
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batid ko na ako'y nagkulang, di napapaalala<br />
kung gaano ka kahalaga<br />
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ngunit...<br />
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<b>sa kabila ng lahat, minamahal kita...</b><br />
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<b>sa simula...</b><br />
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<b>ng mga katagang,</b><br />
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<b>"di ko na kaya"</b><br />
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<br />wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-84814676058700324182019-01-23T15:41:00.000+08:002019-01-24T21:26:35.563+08:00Ikaw At Ako<b>AKO...</b><br />
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tatlong taon<br />
tatlong mahabang taon<br />
mula ng maglakbay akong mag-isa<br />
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tatlong tanong<br />
hanggang kailan itatago ang kirot na nararamdaman?<br />
hanggang saan ako dadalhin ng mga nakaw na luha?<br />
kaya ko pa ba magsimula?<br />
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anung kulay ba ng takipsilim,<br />
ang nararapat sa munti kong hiling?<br />
anung kislap ba ng bituin,<br />
ang tutugon sa isang panalangin?<br />
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ang malungkot na dapit-hapon<br />
ang humihikbing karagatan<br />
ang araw, ang buwan<br />
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<b>niyakap nila ng buong buo</b><br />
<b>ang bawat kwento</b><br />
<b>ang puso ko...</b><br />
<b>ang buhay ko...</b><br />
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<b>IKAW...</b><br />
<b><br /></b>tatlong buwan<br />
halos tatlong buwan<br />
mula ng masilayan kita<br />
<br />tatlong tanong<br />
hanggang kailan itatago ang lihim na nararamdaman?<br />
hanggang saan ako dadalhin ng mga nakaw na tingin?<br />
kaya ko na ba magsimula?<br />
<br />sa pinakamakulay na takipsilim<br />
pagtingin mo ang munti kong hiling<br />
sa pinakamakislap na bituin<br />
pagmamahal mo ang nag-iisang panalangin<br />
<br />sa malungkot na dapit-hapon<br />
sa humihikbing karagatan<br />
sa araw, sa buwan<br />
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<b>yayakapin kita ng buong buo</b><br />
<b>ikaw ang kwento</b><br />
<b>ng puso ko...</b><br />
<b>ng buhay ko...</b><br />
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wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-82480287904331052752018-03-19T07:18:00.000+08:002018-03-19T07:23:16.506+08:00Sa Alon At Sa Hangin<b>
Mga salitang minsan ng kinalimutan</b><br />
<b>sa bawat hampas ng alon </b><br />
<b>paisa-isa...</b><br />
<b>kumakawala sila.</b><br />
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<b>Mga alaalang pilit tinalikuran </b><br />
<b>sa ihip ng hangin </b><br />
<b>paunti-unti...</b><br />
<b>sila’y nabubuo muli.</b><br />
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<b><b>Sa alon,</b></b><br />
<b><b>habang isa-isa ko silang pakakawalan</b></b><br />
<b><b>maari mo ba akong hawakan?</b></b> </blockquote>
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<b><b>Sa hangin,</b></b><br />
<b><b>habang unti-unti ko silang bibitawan</b></b><br />
<b><b>sasamahan mo ba akong lalaban?</b></b></blockquote>
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<b>This blog...</b><br />
<b>Here...</b><br />
<b>I am never alone...</b></blockquote>
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Memories of love...</div>
<span style="font-family: inherit;">How long has it been?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">I have decided not to ever write a thing</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Vowed not to give it another try</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">But forgive me</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Here I am...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">and I am sad...</span><br />
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I have created a barrier for my heart</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Pushing new love away</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Staying out of the crowd</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Refusing to open up</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Trying not to care</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Sadly, I have changed</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">I don't want to be this <b>bad </b>person.</span><br />
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For anyone to be loved by someone</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Indeed, is a feeling like no other</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">But whoever ended up on this lonely road</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">must have felt entirely the same.</span><br />
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<b>Wounded heart</b><br />
<b>Hidden scars</b><br />
<b> Suspended tears</b><br />
<b> Unsaid words</b><br />
<b> Broken dreams</b><br />
<b> It's never easy...</b></blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">It's raining...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">a loud and lonely melody</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">echoes of the past</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">each drop paints an image of you in my heart</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">slowly...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">painfully...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">I am lost once again.</span><br />
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Then there goes the wind</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">a cold embrace</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">for this tired heart of mine</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">one lonely breath... then another...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">I'm not really there yet...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">I'm not okay...</span><br />
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It's all coming back, my love</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">right at this very moment...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">this same old place...</span><br />
I am alone...<br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>I miss you so bad...</b></span><br />
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<b>No matter what I'm going through...</b><br />
<b>No matter how lost I am...</b><br />
<b> because of this love...</b><br />
<b> because of you...</b><br />
<b> with this burden in my heart...</b><br />
<b> I am a better man.</b></blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Tonight,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">I will let this blog</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">I will let the rain</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">I will let the wind</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">I will let you remind me of everything.</span><br />
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Yes, it will be painful</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">to embrace the misery </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">to wish back the love</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">to touch the broken pieces...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">but tonight... allow me...</span><br />
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I will cry,<br />
to feel the hope of that <b>final goodbye...</b><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br />I will cry,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">to remember </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">how good and happy I was...</b><br />
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I will cry,<br />
for you're still the one...<br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>my world... my life... my everything...</b></span><br />
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wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-40940383746873649152012-01-15T23:44:00.002+08:002012-01-15T23:50:21.034+08:002012...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_njDvMFrxCn8Sow4IuWuPqLdcW02rzmtk35TIlX9l3BiAD5Mve4DTVJnD_6YRMDsjGCQertYZSAsHbxIWXgCkpWSaLEfKyLquqx80qg3Bf2I02G4a5mYkQ18ROOZ9tQYQxnU6iTasEL5o/s1600/132664096159302.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_njDvMFrxCn8Sow4IuWuPqLdcW02rzmtk35TIlX9l3BiAD5Mve4DTVJnD_6YRMDsjGCQertYZSAsHbxIWXgCkpWSaLEfKyLquqx80qg3Bf2I02G4a5mYkQ18ROOZ9tQYQxnU6iTasEL5o/s320/132664096159302.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697886456361434818" /></a>wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-14056298623377921982009-04-29T15:25:00.014+08:002009-09-04T18:46:30.601+08:00finally...<blockquote>This has been a cycle right from the start<br />where every single turn<br />is like <span style="font-style: italic;">a stab in my heart...</span><br />I see you, and for some reason i know<br />this really is worth fighting for...<br /></blockquote><br />For years, I've allowed myself to fall<br />for a long time i did it all<br />holding on to a hope that you will reach for my hand<br />and together we'll <span style="font-style: italic;">face the world </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">who wouldn't understand...</span><br /><br />When there's no one else around to see<br />and we're both scared of what might be<br />I would look at myself and wonder<br />if i didn't love you,<br />would everything be better?<br /><br />Can i let this go?<br />When the only sound i hear<br />is the <span style="font-style: italic;">beating of our hearts</span><br />and with your every touch<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">true happiness starts.</span><br /><br />All i want is to be true<br />and face the truth<br />that no matter what i do,<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I </span>really<span style="font-weight: bold;"> LOVE YOU!</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsHbfDYU0Dm_Dg7Q1mTJjb5iIJfEJUJcL1fVH2fxPsQQGF9wy4vMEPw8w3a-8AKR1DWtHJJiRvCw0_GQF5-VK7H578auwvDanhcjj3IUGzj-_P1KoYPhF9VND0tSA75XUiubzH4HZjBxiE/s1600-h/1.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsHbfDYU0Dm_Dg7Q1mTJjb5iIJfEJUJcL1fVH2fxPsQQGF9wy4vMEPw8w3a-8AKR1DWtHJJiRvCw0_GQF5-VK7H578auwvDanhcjj3IUGzj-_P1KoYPhF9VND0tSA75XUiubzH4HZjBxiE/s320/1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339220771788749954" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I tried to fight it, but I'd rather give in<br />through all this hurt...<br />wondering what could have been?<br />When I'd wish i could tiptoe<br />out of this hiding and pretending<br />and <span>finally</span> put an <span>end</span> to <span>this</span> endless <span>waiting.</span><br /><br />See <span style="font-style: italic;">I've lost myself</span> in this love<br />when I've tried walking away but i can't<br />when I've done everything i could, <span style="font-style: italic;">loving you..</span><br />when I've chosen what i want and need<br />but wondering where this will lead...<br /><br />I let rivers of tears fall from my eyes<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">cried over everything,</span> the truth and lies<br />when I wipe away the tears off my face<br />and embrace these feelings I cant erase<br />I <span>hope</span> to <span>God</span> that one day<br />in <span>true love</span> you'll see<br />and that someday,<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">finally..</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">you'll choose to be with me...<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com233tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-28957944709735701932009-04-11T11:10:00.007+08:002009-04-11T13:40:02.133+08:00Eternally...Do i really Love you?<br />Yes! With all my heart...<br />this heart of mine reflects who i am,<br />it shows my entire soul,<br />it has a unique beat,<br />and it beats only for you...<br /><br />I don't have anything,<br />Time is all that i can give you<br />my time is my life<br />and whenever i give it to you<br />i am making a sacrifice<br />Cause I'm giving you a portion of life<br />that i can never get back...<br /><br />Are you the best one for me?<br />Yes... No... Maybe... Dunno...<br />you may not be the best one for me,<br />but you're the most important person in my life...<br />And it's not how much i love you that counts,<br />it's how happy you are,<br />while i was there loving you...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt9AZmbSLJJnlMjuzP_T-9dW2wolESoBlUYkK_JfY9ynNQoVwibFBeW0GgeVe_Z1igBme9_pf0pREVUsDDCKWXZ6_9_-3gpP385-nyf5YWqScxPRsrjVimt_rpUwgnCEAcYSVJ8-TY3y3O/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt9AZmbSLJJnlMjuzP_T-9dW2wolESoBlUYkK_JfY9ynNQoVwibFBeW0GgeVe_Z1igBme9_pf0pREVUsDDCKWXZ6_9_-3gpP385-nyf5YWqScxPRsrjVimt_rpUwgnCEAcYSVJ8-TY3y3O/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323295312110454354" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Those simple words<br />Words that i can only whisper in my dreams<br />Cause you're gone now,<br />in a place where several angels gather<br />you're so far away from me...<br />My love,<br />If only i can be with you there...<br /><br />If my tears can show you to me,<br />I'm willing to cry a million tears<br />but I've been crying for a very long time...<br />And this scar in my heart is a reminder<br />that our love was real...<br />An ordinary love that I'll always remember...<br /><br />The art of letting go is so hard for me to start<br />and the step to moving on is so difficult for me to take<br />Guess it's because of this simple reason...<br /><br /><blockquote>My love,<br />I've never been so lost as I am now<br />without you...<br />Loving you is what my life's all about...<br /><br />I've been preparing myself all my life for you...<br />And now I'm just so afraid...<br />I'm afraid to be alone....</blockquote><br />If i ever see you in my dreams tonight<br />I'm gonna ask you to save me... heal me...<br />and help me string all events in my life into place,<br />cause i merely want this to end...<br /><br />and put this heartache to rest...<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Eternally...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span>wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com51tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-50223571906114380202008-12-16T16:09:00.005+08:002008-12-17T12:10:53.002+08:00One Last TimeRemember when i asked you,<br />"When is this supposed to last?"<br />you said, "Forever"...<br />I believed you then...<br />I still believe you now.<br /><br />I have given you my heart<br />My scared and broken heart.<br />It is yours to keep.<br />Coz I have fallen hopelessly and undeniably inlove with you.<br /><br />"I am alive, To love you!"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI0AeZvx-hAjSoS7_XRAst91ydQJs6xS8cnU0YoYsL3-NlxPr6mtrNR1Qp0MwQCOkRps0QqfcABNtvAi1jaCbw95jtAZWRmfCop1gYgZ2ZhZyOTIBuWuFgNt0JCOijQj7cEIwbKUbyy9ah/s1600-h/last.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI0AeZvx-hAjSoS7_XRAst91ydQJs6xS8cnU0YoYsL3-NlxPr6mtrNR1Qp0MwQCOkRps0QqfcABNtvAi1jaCbw95jtAZWRmfCop1gYgZ2ZhZyOTIBuWuFgNt0JCOijQj7cEIwbKUbyy9ah/s320/last.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280299304236420290" border="0" /></a><br />Thought our love is strong to stand the test of time.<br />But as days goes by<br />- together with the rainbow-colored sky -<br />slowly, it's now fading away...<br /><br />I'm no longer welcome in your presence.<br />I'm afraid to stare at you now,<br />coz i don't want you to see me<br />holding back my tears...<br />I can't even dare to speak a word,<br />coz you might hear the hurt in my voice.<br /><br />I cannot express how i truly feel<br />in fear of tears that fall so easily.<br />But as long as you're still here with me,<br />This heart of mine will never let go.<br /><br />I want you to know what truly love is.<br />A genuine love...<br />Bear no pain...<br />Feel no hurt...<br />and with love,<br />I want you to be the best person you can be...<br />Even without me...<br /><br />I knew i would love you<br />right from the very start.<br />But i just didn't know<br />I could love anybody this much.<br /><br /><blockquote><br />With all my heart and soul,<br />I'm so willing to sacrifice myself...<br />- surrender my own happiness -<br />just to see you happy.<br /><br />One Last Time...<br /><br /></blockquote>wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com44tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-7305129088126910512008-11-28T14:11:00.006+08:002008-11-28T15:06:51.850+08:00A very special day...<div style="text-align: center;">From the bottom of my heart..<br />Thank you so much for all of this...<br /><br />Thank you for making me feel how sweet love can be,<br />the second time around....<br /><br />Thank you for coming back,<br />and for saving me once again...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizZKQd4h_ZxIiYYXk-B2igp4htlPZLKiD6OK7J48cHixKLnxbyP2F4W37iQstbLh7ia7YFF66WvsjXciNpgVpqY4lA1zE5g6Vfs85C1ttTk-BJBtUedGVPoDJWmHIENcbFUbOmYLLFzBxo/s1600-h/Image(16).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 258px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizZKQd4h_ZxIiYYXk-B2igp4htlPZLKiD6OK7J48cHixKLnxbyP2F4W37iQstbLh7ia7YFF66WvsjXciNpgVpqY4lA1zE5g6Vfs85C1ttTk-BJBtUedGVPoDJWmHIENcbFUbOmYLLFzBxo/s320/Image(16).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273588050144787378" border="0" /></a><br />I know you probably wonder from time to time what you mean to me.<br />I just wanna let you know that you matter more to me than you can imagine, and much more than i'll ever be able to explain...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiLFvBdsh8kNOSAJI3-IpTe-wKYZdihnpQcxRUPtnXPaeTV75Y7Phlg2rS5UpgIphvUGbTJ6ZM5KtyHQMAl_15XUQbzaHL9uV0-HULKw32_iUxj4soCNVFtV6O2YWuAuhLa_DxtJjM29Ko/s1600-h/bordz2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 311px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiLFvBdsh8kNOSAJI3-IpTe-wKYZdihnpQcxRUPtnXPaeTV75Y7Phlg2rS5UpgIphvUGbTJ6ZM5KtyHQMAl_15XUQbzaHL9uV0-HULKw32_iUxj4soCNVFtV6O2YWuAuhLa_DxtJjM29Ko/s320/bordz2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273599353176360658" border="0" /></a><br /><blockquote><br /><span>What I have found in you is what every</span><br /><span> person in the world is searching for.</span>..<br /><br /><span>You are my life...</span><br /><span>I'm useless without you...</span><br /><br /></blockquote><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I Love You so much!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And i will always do everything i can,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">to understand....</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-8370800549812800702008-11-25T17:48:00.010+08:002008-11-25T19:07:20.349+08:00Friends?<blockquote><br />It's hard to wait around for something<br />you know might not happen...<br />but it's harder to give up when you know<br />it's everything you ever wanted.<br /><br /></blockquote><br /><br />Two good friends are seemingly communicating by merely looking and listening to each others heart.<br /><br />Boy: How will i know you feel the same way?<br /><br />Girl: Come to think of it, how will i show it to you when I'm not free to do it.<br /><br />Boy: I want to love you back but i don't wanna hurt her. It's about time to move on.<br /><br />Girl: Yah! I know it's about time to clear this things out.<br /><br />Boy: What do you mean?<br /><br />Girl: It's about the insensitivity in you. If you only know how I am willing to fight for this feelings but you're not giving me the reason to do so.<br /><br />Boy: Am sorry, But please stay...<br /><br />Girl: Yah! As if i have a choice...<br /><br /><br />That was sent to me by my friend...<br />She told me she herself made it for me.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">******<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieHr_-N2qQvJMM4YDuyAQ_I1E68U_EIfxNFYczWoWiSifGAfJVdmyDk1Svm5Y1N5kyIhNDToeeApJMlSY6ES2swWjHQv8-TOEFJni0wjlFoFax6pb6G4NFT_uCLWTuRT3FoosBPiTsyfv2/s1600-h/green.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieHr_-N2qQvJMM4YDuyAQ_I1E68U_EIfxNFYczWoWiSifGAfJVdmyDk1Svm5Y1N5kyIhNDToeeApJMlSY6ES2swWjHQv8-TOEFJni0wjlFoFax6pb6G4NFT_uCLWTuRT3FoosBPiTsyfv2/s320/green.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272545592886019874" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Green Rose for you... Your Favorite!<br /></div><br />I am not completely insensitive...<br />I'm aware about it but i ain't taking it seriously cause you didn't even bother to tell me a single thing to justify all those thoughts.<br /><br />I was once the reason of your "High School Heartbreak". And now after almost 5 years, you're hurting because of me the second time around. I don't know what to do... what more can i say? just to lessen the pain... I didn't mean to hurt you and i don't want to hurt you...<br /><br />Knowing the person I now truly love is honestly beyond my control.<br />And i know you understand...<br /><br />I'M SORRY!!!<br /><br />I'm sorry for not considering your emotions<br />and for not asking how you exactly feel.<br />I'm sorry for breaking your heart over and over again.<br />That would be the last time...<br />Don't worry, i will do my part..<br />No calls,<br />No texts,<br />No online messages,<br />No meet - ups...<br /><br />Just take one step at a time.<br />Changes must sometimes be made and don't be afraid to make them.<br /><br />Thank you so much for everything.<br />For sharing the sunshine and shadows of my days.<br />I will surely gonna miss you!<br /><br />I know you'll be back.<br />Whenever you're ready, just hit me up...<br />I'll just be waiting here...<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">And I will always stay the same....</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">For You!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div>wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-71271890700925051212008-10-29T19:16:00.007+08:002008-10-29T19:45:05.849+08:00Sa araw ng Pasko...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7l8zJaMtrMQaPhBkqu5ZXHb2HiRwuKw_e3ZwKKdk2zrjwgJ5VtWnLzfCNg60V86rpSR09JEgQjIr9FH_DSTxN84G5MnI58hUuXtJol_HA2oUN-1x16f1NHLmJkD2rAWH6GkAUHMm6QSOd/s1600-h/sea.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 149px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7l8zJaMtrMQaPhBkqu5ZXHb2HiRwuKw_e3ZwKKdk2zrjwgJ5VtWnLzfCNg60V86rpSR09JEgQjIr9FH_DSTxN84G5MnI58hUuXtJol_HA2oUN-1x16f1NHLmJkD2rAWH6GkAUHMm6QSOd/s320/sea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262536344499479746" border="0" /></a><br />Dama ko na ang malamig na simoy ng hangin<br />Nakikita ko na ang nagkikislapang mga ilaw sa daan<br />Natatanaw ko na ang mga batang nagkakantahan sa lansangan<br />At mga taong abala sa nalalapit na pagdiriwang...<br /><br />Ilang tulog na nga lang…<br />Pasko na naman…<br /><br />kung kaya ko lang pigilan ang pasko<br />kung kaya ko lang pahintuin ang araw sa pagtakbo nito<br />gagawin ko ng walang alinlangan at buong puso<br />hanggang sa sandaling ika’y dumating na dito sa piling ko…<br /><br />paano ako makakapaghanda<br />kung wala ka para sabihin ang mga bagay na gusto mo<br />paano ako makakain sa noche buena<br />kung wala ka para tikman lahat ng mga niluto ko,<br />ang mga pagkain na minsa'y naging bahagi ng buhay mo..<br />paano ako makakapagtayo ng malaking Christmas Tree<br />kung hindi mo rin mabubuksan ang mga regalo sa ilalim nito<br />mga regalo na buong taon ko ring pinag-ipunan para sayo…<br /><br />Sa darating na pasko<br />Maaalala ko muli ang ating nakaraan<br />Sa araw ng kasiyahan<br />muling babalik ang tamis ng ating pagmamahalan<br />sa muli kong pagdiriwang ng pasko<br />tanging mga alaala mo na lamang<br />ang syang natitira at makakasama ko<br />dito sa puso kong minsa'y naging tahanan mo..<br /><br />kung ipahihintulot ng diyos<br />nais sana kitang hiramin sa araw ng pasko<br />gusto ko lang iabot sayo itong munti kong regalo,<br />yung photo album na gustong gusto kong ibigay sau...<br />gusto kong punuin natin ito ng mga larawan<br />at mga alaala sa huling pasko na ating pagsasamahan...<br /><br />kung sa susunod man ay magkulang ang aking panalangin<br />at hindi ka na nya muling ipagkaloob sa akin<br />sapat na ang limampung pahina ng mga larawan<br />para maging buo at tunay na maligaya<br />ang susunod pang limampung taon<br />na malayo ka sa piling ko…<br /><br />at sapat na ang isang buong araw na mga alaala<br />para maipagdiriwang ko ng masaya<br />ang mga susunod pang pasko<br />na wala ka na sa buhay ko...<br /><br /><blockquote><br /><br />Saan ka man naroroon...<br /><br />Maligayang Pasko Sa'yo Mahal Ko!<br /><br /></blockquote>wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-82617927090813743992008-09-27T13:45:00.003+08:002008-09-27T13:58:55.407+08:00sana...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOE2GJVjrUxsd2nUWDSnXI0tbeeOlY9Pa9Ux9QaGzeKhllrWfdwz48LNxPERuzVbaZiVw-jOLtNTYTe13KOVs0TtpQShiEqCu6pakV-utv4gGd0Id3oNB_WejbqaA9McJS4nlUmaXrsmBj/s1600-h/Ehrl(14).jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 166px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOE2GJVjrUxsd2nUWDSnXI0tbeeOlY9Pa9Ux9QaGzeKhllrWfdwz48LNxPERuzVbaZiVw-jOLtNTYTe13KOVs0TtpQShiEqCu6pakV-utv4gGd0Id3oNB_WejbqaA9McJS4nlUmaXrsmBj/s200/Ehrl(14).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250573985296573842" border="0" /></a><br />ito'y buong puso kong isinulat para sayo<br />sa kabila ng masakit na katotohanan<br />na kahit kailan ay hindi mo malalaman<br />na ikaw ang siyang tinutukoy ng liham kong ito.<br /><br />alam mo ba...<br />kahit hindi ka magsalita,<br />buo na araw ko nasa tabi lang kita.<br />sana mabanggit mo kahit minsan,<br />na naging masaya ka dahil ako ang iyong kasama.<br /><br />Handa akong ipagsigawan sa buong mundo<br />ang tunay kong nararamdaman sayo...<br />at alam kong kahit ikaw ay nasa tabi ko pa<br />hindi mo rin maririnig ang tibok nitong puso ko,<br />ang puso kong nanghihina kasisigaw ng pangalan mo...<br /><br />Sa kabila ng kirot at sakit dito sa puso ko<br />na dulot ng labis kong pagmamahal ko sayo<br />ay ikaw pa rin magpa-hanggang ngayon<br />ang dahilan kung bakit tumitibok pa ito...<br /><br />pagmasdan mo ang mga luha ko,<br />para maunawaan mo ang laman ng aking puso,<br />at nang maramdaman mo ang pag-ibig ko sayo<br />na nakakubli sa bawat patak nito...<br /><br />hindi ko magawang ilihim ang pananabik sayo<br />ang maging bahagi sa bawat daang nilalakbay mo,<br />ayaw kong sundan ang mga yapak na tinatahak mo,<br />ngunit bakit ganito...?<br />hindi ko maihakbang ang mga paa ko papalayo sayo..<br /><br />wala na akong lakas pa<br />hindi ko na maitago ang luha sa aking mga mata..<br />at hindi ko na rin kayang pigilan pa<br />ang aking mga ngiting dahan dahan nang nawawala...<br /><br />hindi ko hihilingin na ibsan mo ang aking kalungkutan,<br />bigyan mo lang ako ng kaunting pag-asa,<br />na balang araw ay makakalimutan din kita.<br />Na isang araw, mawawala ka na rin sa isip ko<br />at tuluyan ng maglalaho sa loob ng puso ko...<br /><blockquote><br />sana...<br />maintindihan nitong aking isipan,<br />na kailanman ay hindi mo magagawang tandaan,<br />ang mahahalagang bagay na hindi ko kayang kalimutan…<br /><br /></blockquote><br /><blockquote><br />at sana...<br />matanggap nitong aking puso,<br />ang katotohanan na mas magiging masaya ka<br />kung wala ako sa buhay mo...<br /><br /></blockquote>wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-30095520551415899622008-09-08T12:25:00.006+08:002008-09-08T13:58:41.168+08:00sa maikling sandali...<div style="text-align: center;">Kung sakaling may magmamahal sa akin,<br />gusto ko mahalin nya ako ng walang dahilan,<br />nang sa ganung paraan,<br />wala ring dahilan para ako'y kanyang iwanan..<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaQ828NtpCr_HQPbfbRxONKOjdKelsWUbwo9ixrnyDf_QeBpxG3VglMTqAXa9jlATqebZ9KGWhBrxmjtn0lw1IZthuOzzuP8vCMF0XJiyTfMpcDqE6zzUAmu_Qkq5dOJ0ectZkROteC2OU/s1600-h/untitled1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 185px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaQ828NtpCr_HQPbfbRxONKOjdKelsWUbwo9ixrnyDf_QeBpxG3VglMTqAXa9jlATqebZ9KGWhBrxmjtn0lw1IZthuOzzuP8vCMF0XJiyTfMpcDqE6zzUAmu_Qkq5dOJ0ectZkROteC2OU/s320/untitled1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243505598813761698" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Kung pagbibigyan ako ng isang pagkakataon<br />isang kahilingan para sa buong magdamag<br />pipiliin kong bumalik sa aking kahapon<br />at kung maari sana ay kasama ka...<br /><br />Nais kitang isama pabalik sa nakaraan ko<br />para maipakilala ko sayo ang sarili ko<br />ang simpleng pamumuhay na meron ako<br />at ang dalisay na pagmamahal<br />na minsan ay nanirahan sa puso ko.<br /><br />Isang saglit lang<br />para maipadama ko sayo<br />na bago nawasak itong puso ko<br />minsan sa buhay ko ay nagmahal din ako ng totoo...<br />isang gabi lang<br />para maunawaan mo,<br />na kaya ako nasaktan ng ganito,<br />ay dahil pinili kong maging maligaya<br />ang taong pinakamamahal ko...<br /><br />Maikling panahon lang<br />makasama ko ang taong minamahal ko,<br />kahit sandali lang<br />hindi ako matatakot yumakap sayo,<br />at sana sa isang saglit man lang<br />magawa mong mahalin ako,<br />gaya ng pagmamahal ko sayo...<br /><br /><blockquote>Isang hiram na pagkakataon,<br />para makita mo ang lungkot sa mga mata ko...<br />Isang maikling sandali sa tabi mo,<br />para maipadama ko sayo<br />kung gaano ka kahalaga sa buhay ko...<br /><br /></blockquote><br />Sa huling sandali ng gabing yun,<br />Nawa'y mabigkas ko sayo<br />ang bawat salitang matagal ko ring pinag-aaralan,<br />mga liham na nakakubli sa naguguluhan kong isipan,<br />at mga hikbi na kay tagal kung itinago sa aking kalooban..<br /><br />At sa huling yugto nitong hiram na sandali,<br />magawa ko sanang iiyak<br />ang lahat ng sakit na bumabalot sa puso ko<br />para bukas sakaling magising man ako,<br />ay wala ng <span style="font-weight: bold;">"IKAW"</span> at <span style="font-weight: bold;">LUHA</span>ng hahadlang pa<br />sa panibagong buhay na sisimulan ko...wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-49372144941884630872008-09-05T14:27:00.017+08:002008-09-05T16:35:35.131+08:00sayo lamang...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdkuHfQE_0pXc2ERhXaKhWMiXG3h0YUst5561V3-wuWjAkzUU7VQgf9SFN7k086vHWhsYtCpoA2Vj__3SijNixBR3uiI7AMnlNeVLHSbx1Gc-UVDEa66-8sMoraQdsKA1KKsHBE88xyAhs/s1600-h/white-rose-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 142px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdkuHfQE_0pXc2ERhXaKhWMiXG3h0YUst5561V3-wuWjAkzUU7VQgf9SFN7k086vHWhsYtCpoA2Vj__3SijNixBR3uiI7AMnlNeVLHSbx1Gc-UVDEa66-8sMoraQdsKA1KKsHBE88xyAhs/s200/white-rose-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242434078049672690" border="0" /></a><br /><br />kung nasasaktan mo man ako<br />ako'y nagpapasalamat pa rin<br />dahil pinapaalala mo sakin<br />kung gaano kita kamahal...<br /><br /><br /><br />Patawad,<br />alam ko marami akong pagkukulang sayo<br />marami akong mga bagay na nagawa<br />na hindi mo nagugustuhan...<br />at may mga nasasabi ako,<br />na ikinasasama ng iyong kalooban.<br /><br />Sa kabila ng lahat ng dahilan na ibinibigay ko<br />para ako'y iwanan mo...<br />Hindi mo pa rin ako binibitawan..<br />Hindi mo na kailangang sabihin pa<br />ang iyong walang katumbas na pagmamahal,<br />sapagkat dati pa man,<br />ito'y nadarama ko na...<br /><br />kahit wala kang binabanggit,<br />at sinusubukan mong wag nalang magsalita,<br />alam ko na may dinaramdam ka,<br />ang totoo nasasaktan din ako<br />sa tuwing nasasaktan kita....<br /><br />Sa bawat sambit mo ng salitang "OK"<br />gustong gusto kitang yakapin<br />dahil alam kong may lungkot sa likod ng salitang yan,<br />nais ko lang maramdaman mo na andito pa ako<br />hindi pa rin nagbabago ang pagmamahal ko sayo.<br /><br />Wag mo sanang isipin<br />na hindi ko pa rin sya nakakalimutan.<br />dahil ang totoo matagal na,<br />pinakawalan ko na ang mga alaala nya,<br />para bumuo ng panibagong alaala kasama ka.<br /><br /><span>masaya ako pag andyan ka,<br />Sa'yo lamang iaalay ang buong pagmamahal ko,<br /></span><span>at kahit munting bahagi man lang<br />ng pagmamahal kong yun...<br />sana....<br /></span><span>nagawa kong maipadama sayo...</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hindi kita kayang pakawalan...<br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hindi rin kita kayang layuan...<br /><br />ang tanging alam ko lang....<br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">ay Mahal Pa Rin Kita!</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br /></span>wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-43593312210156279742008-08-31T15:48:00.013+08:002008-09-01T14:24:36.593+08:00in loving memory...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbnkbs6AuhsJKCRXBDRjB2yu9fOhgLK3QOzgxifBKBQRfDxSq3T2wAx0y-y0kqMy8XEaoyDus-EWeoLVOgKgjsaWu7xuUl9QI4_641iir36yI9tRR__afXslxoKsBG69orai4xW9wyTIvS/s1600-h/funeral_directors.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 145px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbnkbs6AuhsJKCRXBDRjB2yu9fOhgLK3QOzgxifBKBQRfDxSq3T2wAx0y-y0kqMy8XEaoyDus-EWeoLVOgKgjsaWu7xuUl9QI4_641iir36yI9tRR__afXslxoKsBG69orai4xW9wyTIvS/s320/funeral_directors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240933055322674322" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Got a call from my mom. A sad news about a person who's very close to me... my childhood friend. He passed away. I was really shocked. He committed suicide. and the reason behind it? He was badly in love with this girl who doesn't even care about him... Jesus Christ! I couldn’t believe my ears. I can't blame him. Coz I know exactly how it feels to be heartbroken.. A lot of people misunderstood him, calling him "bastard" and a "no-good son". but we, he's friends, knew the kind of person he was inside-out.. He treated us all nicely... He comes out so tough, but like everyone else, He's also dealing with his own shortcomings and flaws. Yeah! He’s such a stubborn kiddo but take it from me, he's one hell of a friend! I felt sad for his mom.. He's a "mama's boy". I’ll definitely gonna pray for her. I know the way he love. Like me and most of my friends, we are willing to give everything up for the person we truly love. it was just sooo sad how strong love can be.. It’s the reason why I was miserable for a long time. And it’s now the reason for the sudden death of my friend.. I still remember a certain line from my friend, He was under the influence of alcohol that time, and He told me this… <blockquote>"When I love someone, my entire world revolves around that person.. I will give my all, I no longer think about myself anymore. Now I’m just waiting for the right one and I hope she can take all the love that I can give..."</blockquote> I can feel his sincerity at that very moment.. A drunken lover speaking from the heart. Whoever this girl is, wherever you are... I hope you are happy now!</div><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">My mom called me up coz she was sooo worried about me...<br />Like my friend, I'm thousand miles away from them too...<br />She was worried coz she knew I’ve been into that love-struggles before, And I just gave her assurance that I will never be in that kind of situation ever again...<br />I Love You Ma!<br /></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><blockquote>My dear friend,<br />I am actually now in the process of knowing the right one for me, And like you,<br />I also hope that this person can take all the love that I can wholeheartedly give...</blockquote><p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>Hope you're happy now wherever you are.<br />I will never forget you my friend.<br />May you Rest in Peace!</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p><br />PS: take care of my beloved up there... I'll miss you both! :'(<br /></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-86168571941076198132008-08-21T19:09:00.011+08:002008-08-21T21:38:05.189+08:00I Love You<div style="text-align: center;">The very first card i got from a very special person in my life...<br />you know who you are.... sorry for putting your card here...<br />oopps! it's "my card" now... hahaha<br />you have no choice sweetie... *winks*<br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik-PAHfaACUHQDIW63bGLk7ML40y-_neN47lCOC3UHuaMTrMOkdvB0qIoRX46t6KJePgHN0Dj7ZSz6SlMqFGX10x4VHZqlbvjO_LXSvz5O6PX8gULse1f9DlvZIaTDpq_RRi8vjl0pXj_i/s1600-h/44.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 198px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik-PAHfaACUHQDIW63bGLk7ML40y-_neN47lCOC3UHuaMTrMOkdvB0qIoRX46t6KJePgHN0Dj7ZSz6SlMqFGX10x4VHZqlbvjO_LXSvz5O6PX8gULse1f9DlvZIaTDpq_RRi8vjl0pXj_i/s320/44.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236928004327973106" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS!<br />you have no idea how happy i am..<br />for the efforts, for the love...<br />i truly appreciate it...<br /><br />I will never ever forget this line of yours,<br />"<span style="font-weight: bold;">I'M DYING TO TALK TO YOU!</span>"<br />hehe.. that's it!<br />you just got me there...<br /><br />YOU honestly turned out to be the love i never knew i wanted...<br />i want you to take just one moment to look into my eyes,<br />so you'll see how much I've been loving you all this time...<br />I'm happily in love with you, and i wanna keep it this way...<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">i can hurt myself just for you,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">i can forget myself just for you,</span><br /><br />I LOVE YOU....<br />more than words can say...<br /><br /><br /><br /></div>wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-90055161742022114412008-08-13T23:57:00.006+08:002008-08-14T00:26:36.630+08:00Para sa'yo mahal kong Ina...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPod1-B8tsOmH0L2uWJ3FHz4ayIm1rNBBZTqMEgAeeg_Ar70P09pYBg5YLxxUVJ0CD76u2WObREJUOT3_1wjkmBRzFtB4DUTAG5raN8zX_jtNAVncDMaATJKCk3e95vIEuKF9wG0_mnQ0u/s1600-h/24.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 154px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPod1-B8tsOmH0L2uWJ3FHz4ayIm1rNBBZTqMEgAeeg_Ar70P09pYBg5YLxxUVJ0CD76u2WObREJUOT3_1wjkmBRzFtB4DUTAG5raN8zX_jtNAVncDMaATJKCk3e95vIEuKF9wG0_mnQ0u/s400/24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234036727724890994" border="0" /></a><br /><blockquote>Natatandaan ko pa nung sinabi nyo sa akin to...<br /><br />"alam ko na pinalaki kita ng maayos,<br />na isang mabuting tao,<br />kaya wala akong dapat ipag-alala,<br />kung sakali man na ika'y magpasyang lumayo<br />para hanapin ang kaligayahang nawala sayo..."<br /><br /></blockquote><br />Hindi ko man masabi sa inyo kung gaano ako nagpapasalamat<br />at kayo ang naging magulang ko,<br />Nais ko lang malaman nyo<br />na sa bawat madilim na daang tinatahak ko,<br />sa bawat saya at lungkot na pinagdaanan ko,<br />at sa bawat pagsubok na hinarap ko ng mag-isa<br />ang pagmamahal at paniniwala nyo sa akin,<br />ang syang tangi kong kinakapitan...<br /><br />Alam kong medyo nagtatampo kayo sa akin ngayon,<br />at alam kong lubos kayong nag-aalala sa aking pagkawala,<br />Nais ko lang humingi ng paumanhin sa inyo at sa mga kapatid ko...<br />kung medyo naging matagal yung pagpapagaling ko...<br /><br />Sa unang pagkakataon ay hinayaan nyo akong maging malaya..<br />ilang araw din ang tinitiis ko sa matinding pangungulila sa inyo,<br />sana kasama ko pa rin kayo dito ngayon...<br />sana katabi ko kayo sa oras na ako'y kakain<br />sana nakakakwentuhan ko kayo bago ako matulog...<br />at sana ngiti nyo pa rin ang una kong nakikita<br />sa bawat umaga na ako'y gumigising...<br /><br />hindi po madali ang mag-isa,<br />nahihirapan ako, pero alam ko na kakayanin ko rin 'to.<br />Pasensya na po kung hindi ako pumapayag na tumawag kayo,<br />alam ko kasi na nahihirapan na rin kayo dyan,<br />ayaw kong gumastos pa kayo..<br />Pasensya na rin po kung hindi man ako tumatawag sa inyo,<br />alam ko kasi na iiyak lang kayo pag makakausap nyo ako eh.<br />miss na miss ko na po kayo...<br /><br />wag po kayong mag-alala,<br />makakauwi rin po ako balang araw...<br />babalik din po ako dyan...<br />alam kong nasasabik na kayong makita ulit ang panganay nyo..<br /><br />alam ko na wala po kayong ideya sa mga ginagawa ko dito.<br />nais ko lang po na malaman nyo,<br />na ginagawa ko po lahat ma,<br />hindi po ako naging pasaway dito,<br />naging mabait po ako sa lahat ng taong nakakaharap ko,<br /><br />mahal na mahal ko po kayo,<br />si papa at mga kapatid ko...<br />lahat po ng ito ay ginagawa at tinitiis ko,<br />para sa inyo, sa pamilya ko...<br /><br />alam kong hindi ko mapapantayan ang pagmamahal at pag-aaruga<br />na sa akin ay inalay nyo...<br />nais ko lang pong malaman nyo,<br />na hangad kong mapaligaya kayo sa paraang alam ko...<br /><br />mama,<br />sinusubukan ko pong maging isang mabuting tao...<br />para po sa inyo,<br />para sa pagdating ng panahon na magkakasama ulit tayo<br />ay maipagmamalaki nyo po ako...<br /><br />maraming salamat po..wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-81931380920814052008-08-08T11:35:00.011+08:002008-08-08T17:58:02.753+08:00Hiling<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpEaLUZFtPDIZTsYbdPjBD-JEALI4Yyg0Mn0Tewj81G6KdibINS5n1a31lxmLfV8JE-mABW1mHuL6-u0qGMw0IjTrCWqY9EhXQzreTCnsywfarCRSITw57CTu9tQIaaYQlCR39KiDlPkwK/s1600-h/header.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 199px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpEaLUZFtPDIZTsYbdPjBD-JEALI4Yyg0Mn0Tewj81G6KdibINS5n1a31lxmLfV8JE-mABW1mHuL6-u0qGMw0IjTrCWqY9EhXQzreTCnsywfarCRSITw57CTu9tQIaaYQlCR39KiDlPkwK/s320/header.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231985852316756946" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><blockquote>para sayo...<br /><br />para sa akin...<br /><br />at para sa kanya...<br /></blockquote><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Kay tagal na rin mula ng mawala ka,<br />ilang buwan na rin ang lumipas,<br />Sa kabila ng aking pangungulila<br />ay kaligayahan pa ring maituturing ang katotohanang<br />masaya ka na saan ka man naroroon ngayon.<br /><br />Matapos ang isang napakahabang paglalakbay<br />mula sa isang malungkot na paghihiwalay,<br />eto na ako... sa wakas...<br />unti unti ko nang naibabalik sa dati ang buhay ko..<br /><br />Sa gitna ng aking pagsusumikap na makabangon muli<br />ay isang tao ang umaalalay sa akin...<br />sa kabila ng aking pagiging masungit at matigas ang ulo<br />pinagtyatyagaan nya pa rin ako...<br /><br />Batid ko na eto rin ang gusto mo...<br />na makatayo akong muli...<br />magmahal ulit...<br />at maging masaya...<br /><br />Nais ko lang sabihin<br />na kailangan ko ng magpaalam sayo...<br />sapagkat natututunan ko na syang mahalin..<br />maligaya ako sa pagmamahal na ibinibigay nya...<br />at masaya ako sa pagmamahal sa kanya...<br /><br />kahit hindi nya sabihin,<br />alam ko na nasasaktan sya pag binabanggit kita sa kanya,<br />na iniisip nyang mas mahal pa rin kita,<br />at hindi pa ako handang magmahal ng iba...<br /><br />batid ko na ako'y lihim mong pinagmamasdan,<br />dinggin mo sana itong aking munting hiling...<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"patawarin mo sana ako sakaling makalimutan man kita...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">kailangan na kitang alisin sa puso ko,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">dahil gusto kong ibigay ito sa kanya ng buong buo...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">gagawin ko lahat para sa kanya...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">at tanging pangarap ko lang ang mapaligaya sya..<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">sa isa pang pagkakataon...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">handa na akong ialay ulit ang buong buhay ko</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span>para lang sa kanya..."</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span>wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-72619121704093481802008-07-31T13:20:00.004+08:002008-12-10T04:07:51.965+08:00Healing a Broken Heart<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG5vYuU8TBduGD8RXHkxnvmsOqP2g4RxO8zpJRY6J8A1MjrYv0Cs0788p5b-MjZlwUHtPDbfUzJxZ4RTTEYyCt8c_L-w86NEZd_NvSAcwe0XFyXR0A6OZVhnKlE37o0bG8fzsIeu2XG83c/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG5vYuU8TBduGD8RXHkxnvmsOqP2g4RxO8zpJRY6J8A1MjrYv0Cs0788p5b-MjZlwUHtPDbfUzJxZ4RTTEYyCt8c_L-w86NEZd_NvSAcwe0XFyXR0A6OZVhnKlE37o0bG8fzsIeu2XG83c/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229044627443242114" border="0" /></a>Remember, there is nothing wrong with being heart broken. This is something that most people go through at least once in their life; you are not alone. That being said, you should feel free to give yourself some time to mourn. You need to realize one thing: you are human just like everybody else. You are not the only person who has ever suffered from a broken heart. Sharing your thoughts is a great way to get past your broken heart and move onto bigger and better things. It is not always easy to reach out to somebody when suffering from a broken heart. But if you can get past this initial fear and seek out somebody to speak with, you will be much better off in the long run. When attempting to heal a broken heart, make sure that you look back and assess the experience so that you can move forward immediately and with more knowledge.When you first begin to suffer from broken heart syndrome it is safe to say that you will not feel much like socializing; and this is perfectly understandable. But as the days go by and you begin to feel better about yourself, it is important to socialize as much as possible. Some people begin to socialize and date soon after suffering a broken heart, and others wait a couple of months or years.<br /><br />This is up to you, and will be based on how you feel as well as the way that you are trying heal your broken heart.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">*Thanks to Healing a broken heart foundation*<br /><br />*winkz*</span><br /><br /><br /></div>wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-41998499208060763102008-07-24T10:20:00.012+08:002008-12-10T04:07:52.084+08:00A piece of a Broken Heart<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;">You once said you don't wanna hurt me,<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">and you couldn't stand to see me heartbroken,<br />Now, can you do me a favor?<br />please!.. gently close your eyes....<br /><br />~wyteheart<br /></div></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"the more i give,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">the more it seems</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">that i'm not good enough..."</span><br /></div><span><br />The hardest part of walking away from you,</span><br /><span>is knowing that you won't run after me..</span><br /><span>So now I'm back to where i started,</span><br /><span>alone in the dark</span><br /><span>with all this pain,</span><br /><span>aching in my heart...</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfCzCEYEUfb9o14ZhGZIcQbOwnVE8L93lxdF1ESwAqFNdEQlfhEvpjkc6fRLs-2OfVaQLH9AQdEm7zUMMCP_r2A7mTiuFRMrxJwE8j55Adwnq_U2i6x4XH85lywfkHOfteswFNEbIPKyzz/s1600-h/Broken.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 347px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfCzCEYEUfb9o14ZhGZIcQbOwnVE8L93lxdF1ESwAqFNdEQlfhEvpjkc6fRLs-2OfVaQLH9AQdEm7zUMMCP_r2A7mTiuFRMrxJwE8j55Adwnq_U2i6x4XH85lywfkHOfteswFNEbIPKyzz/s400/Broken.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226401133317998754" border="0" /></a><br /><span>You took a small piece of my heart.</span><br /><span>all i need, is to see you one day,</span><br /><span>I need to see the look in your eyes,</span><br /><span>i need to feel your love,</span><br /><span>most of all...</span><br /><span>i need to know if it was <span style="font-weight: bold;">REAL.</span></span><br /><br /><span>and maybe then,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I can get over you...</span><br /><br /><span>or maybe,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I'll still let you keep</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">that piece of my heart....</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-82658081153945490102008-07-20T14:20:00.013+08:002008-12-10T04:07:52.279+08:00Single yet Taken...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGIgxoYGBG5bGNxKDgzbhv1VzqS0vGXEWO0ubEAUGQoscbUslZ7OGrJdlL9iyfmupRIZebF8OuJxejk8l79IwevZJeXVN-iEjkYxAb3_3yFPJkhPyt-sfNAKTOJ30ZY2wuwHf1OGZ6SnVg/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 149px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGIgxoYGBG5bGNxKDgzbhv1VzqS0vGXEWO0ubEAUGQoscbUslZ7OGrJdlL9iyfmupRIZebF8OuJxejk8l79IwevZJeXVN-iEjkYxAb3_3yFPJkhPyt-sfNAKTOJ30ZY2wuwHf1OGZ6SnVg/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224988850313993906" border="0" /></a><br /><blockquote>At the touch of your love,<br />I become a poet...<br /><br />~wyteheart<br /><br /></blockquote><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />It's through the pain that I know<br />how much I love you,<br />when each time my heart breaks,<br />it breaks only for you...<br /><br />"If you love me, let me know. If not, please gently let me go..."<br />Keep saying this line, every seconds of the day..<br />But how can you actually lose something you never had,<br />and if you never really had it, then...<br />why does the thought of losing it tear you apart.<br /><br />When i had you and you were all mine<br />It felt like i had you forever till the end of time<br />but here comes "GOODBYE"<br />Since you spoke those words..<br />I feel like forever was only a minute..<br />ending at any second.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Now I'm left tracing the footprints<br />you left across my heart<br />as you walked through my life..<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">from friends to lovers...<br />lovers to complete stangers...<br />this is how cruel love can be..<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I'M SINGLE YET TAKEN...</span><br />im afraid... but i keep on moving..<br />im in pain... but i still keep on loving..<br />No one knows how i hurt myself on the outside,<br />trying to kill the thing on the inside..<br /><br />Each night I put my head to my pillow<br />and i try to tell myself<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I'M STRONG!</span><br />'cause I've gone one more day without you...<br /><br />Nighttime is always the best part of the day<br />Only because I can go back to my dreams...<br />where this three words,<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I LOVE YOU...</span><br /><br />means so much for me and you...<br /><br /><br /></span>wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-14107808246849966612008-07-08T11:07:00.017+08:002008-12-10T04:07:52.443+08:00And All I Need... is YOU!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLmbyd0YIGc20Ho4FUFpVlQzWdMQSarap8T0Y1bRx9qtpANbwstZxYxvYdibv4O-rrCKOdMBrMsojQ2ts6Gn804TStzvIJw6s6gKcuzqWQNWIlPnxd2qlO0sCOpxv1aUaGN6jA5FSJ3Tvl/s1600-h/Untitled-Grayscale-01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 191px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLmbyd0YIGc20Ho4FUFpVlQzWdMQSarap8T0Y1bRx9qtpANbwstZxYxvYdibv4O-rrCKOdMBrMsojQ2ts6Gn804TStzvIJw6s6gKcuzqWQNWIlPnxd2qlO0sCOpxv1aUaGN6jA5FSJ3Tvl/s320/Untitled-Grayscale-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220483729443562962" border="0" /></a><br /><blockquote>Now I try and turn the page<br />It's you alone that I want<br />But I never get too far<br />My love,<br />this is tearing me apart...<br /><br />~wyteheart<br /></blockquote><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And all I need is someone to fight for me - over me,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And all I want is to feel love surrounding me so tightly,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Grasping me,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Stroking me,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Taking me for that journey.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I don't care if it doesn't last,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I don't mind if it is all just a game,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">But I know that's a place that I want to have known,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">So take me away,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">For as long as you like.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You don't need to know me,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">All you need to do is look and you'll see,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I don't try to hide myself from the world,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I just want to fit in,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I just want to be free.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And in the end all I have ever wanted was someone one like you,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And in the end nothing matters anymore it's true,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">But I wish you were here to love me,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I wish I knew who you were,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">What you looked like,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I wish you were real,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Where ever you are I don't have the strength to come find you,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I am sad and lost in despair,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Come look for me,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Guide me,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I need to know that who ever you are,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">That you care.<br /><br /><br />*hidden Kiss*<br /><br /><br /></span>wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-7987734829247814152008-07-04T11:20:00.007+08:002008-12-10T04:07:52.628+08:00Mahal kong Ama...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyCX72iMlxRjKRDZkGY8d05GHtnoLLlQ7QXfCi5AbEiL0SID-_q1fod3Ip6Y9LHHM47diaagL98vRo2WXrSzOhWLiHu5od17qKPoKiLhCDE9GoFck2MPinZ12Qa9WGEmcCpxcdXKgDJc0z/s1600-h/Untitled-Grayscale-01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyCX72iMlxRjKRDZkGY8d05GHtnoLLlQ7QXfCi5AbEiL0SID-_q1fod3Ip6Y9LHHM47diaagL98vRo2WXrSzOhWLiHu5od17qKPoKiLhCDE9GoFck2MPinZ12Qa9WGEmcCpxcdXKgDJc0z/s200/Untitled-Grayscale-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218994335123549330" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Lahat ng bagay na meron ako..<br />Lahat ng taong minamahal ko…<br />Ang buong buhay ko…<br />Lahat ng ito’y hiram ko lang po sa inyo…<br /><br />Batid ko na ang lahat ng ito ay panandalian lamang,<br />at balang araw, ibabalik ko rin sa inyo lahat ng pinahiram nyo sa akin…<br />nais ko lang malaman nyo na lahat ng biyayang pinagkaloob nyo sa akin…<br />ay buong puso ko pong iniingatan…<br />Sa lahat ng ito, ako po ay lubos na nagpapasalamat..<br /><br />Salamat sa mga taong nagmamahal sa akin,<br />Sa pamilya ko…<br />Alam kong labis silang nag-aalala sa akin ngayun…<br />Ibulong nyo po sana sa kanila ang pagmamahal<br />na kay tagal ko na ring gustong sabihin…<br />Wag nyo po silang pababayaan…<br />Sila po ang buhay ko…<br /><br />Salamat at minsan sa buhay ko ipinagkaloob mo sakin<br />Ang isang taong matagal ko na ring hinihintay…<br />Isang taong magmamahal sa akin…<br />Isang taong binago ang takbo ng buhay ko…<br />Isang taong mahal na mahal ko…<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">masaya po ako sa pagmamahal sa kanya...</span><br /><br />Ngunit gaya ng iba, sya ay hiniram ko lang din..<br />At alam kong darating din ang panahon<br />Na kailangan ko na syang ibalik sa inyo…<br />Hindi ko alam kong hanggang kelan..<br />Ngunit batid ko na ang lahat ay ayun sa iyong kagustuhan…<br /><br />Mahal kong AMA,<br />Ako po ay may munting kahilingan…<br />Pagdating ng panahon na kailangan ko na silang isuko sa inyo…<br />Sana po ay ipadama nyo sa kanila ang pagmamahal ko,<br />Ang pagmamahal na buong puso kong inaalay…<br />At wag nyo po sana akong burahin sa alaala nila...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hayaan nyo po sanang mahalin ko sila…</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hayaan nyo po akong masaktan…</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hayaan nyo po akong lumuha…</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Yun lang Aking AMA,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Kaligayan ko na po ang mabuhay sa kanilang mga alaala…</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></span>wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-36281999603284208022008-07-03T12:54:00.007+08:002008-12-10T04:07:52.936+08:00starts with goodbye...<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">I was sitting on my doorstep,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I hung up the phone and it fell out of my hand,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">But I knew I had to do it,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And he wouldn't understand,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">So hard to see myself without him,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I felt a piece of my heart break,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">But when you're standing at a crossroad,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">There's a choice you gotta make.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I guess it's gonna have to hurt,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I guess I'm gonna have to cry,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And let go of some things I've loved,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">To get to the other side,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I guess it's gonna break me down,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Like falling when you try to fly,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">It's sad, but sometimes moving on</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">with the rest of your life,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Starts with goodbye.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivqzZcGq8P7DItj6Ua3rIWzosWSgoLMfw3vWns83-xJpdo2chBE6Glh0PRmyxuf3easxUGExUsXhGFLaqQdzwOmYXl6FQofDOyU2_d036YwHTLL1n8EGTDaC8rOe9H894-UZveYOiAzk4I/s1600-h/userupload_quotegraphics27.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivqzZcGq8P7DItj6Ua3rIWzosWSgoLMfw3vWns83-xJpdo2chBE6Glh0PRmyxuf3easxUGExUsXhGFLaqQdzwOmYXl6FQofDOyU2_d036YwHTLL1n8EGTDaC8rOe9H894-UZveYOiAzk4I/s320/userupload_quotegraphics27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218653909343719842" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I know there's a blue horizon,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Somewhere up ahead, just waiting for me,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Getting there means leaving things behind,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Sometimes life's so bitter sweet.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I guess it's gonna have to hurt,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I guess I'm gonna have to cry,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And let go of some things I've loved,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">To get to the other side,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I guess it's gonna break me down,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Like falling when you try to fly,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">It's sad, but sometimes moving on</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">with the rest of your life,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Starts with goodbye.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Time, time heals,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The wounds that you feel,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Somehow, right now.<br /><br /><br /></span></div>wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6835045936672812380.post-48996446885806668172008-06-30T09:31:00.015+08:002008-12-10T04:07:54.325+08:00is it time to make a change???<div style="text-align: center;font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Pictures were sent to me via email...<br />from my BORDZ.. hehe *winx* (^_~)</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">I was so touched...</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">so im putting it here to inspire you guyz too...</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Dont just look at this as plain-ordinary pictures...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">try to open your heart, and make a difference...</span><br /><br /><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgucxbvIdq93fhaGwZfMlev4-0MaxCE4TQQydTavvUi_uPWrEoJV2D-HTBflQnrxY2MC894yeNGZBnXqN8VB1DbVmdeQ-RGZIxvc1YvdgXo63JLqtmSrarFHfaritCvdfclFjA-oT0e65pq/s1600-h/image003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgucxbvIdq93fhaGwZfMlev4-0MaxCE4TQQydTavvUi_uPWrEoJV2D-HTBflQnrxY2MC894yeNGZBnXqN8VB1DbVmdeQ-RGZIxvc1YvdgXo63JLqtmSrarFHfaritCvdfclFjA-oT0e65pq/s320/image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217486686450691634" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Observe around you and be thankful for all that you have in this transitory lifetime...</span><br /><br /><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkWwaLSdAL-AjBWgdY3atxeLmz1rtOZbexik4SrdFGI108IfG2oBGMV0SVL0k2H2inJF8juMGlo5G6rvFthqLP3pZwL9CGkdy3sNpC-itpP8uFR2xzYDRMdkl8vENBmf_EFzOnn-iqC1Mz/s1600-h/image004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkWwaLSdAL-AjBWgdY3atxeLmz1rtOZbexik4SrdFGI108IfG2oBGMV0SVL0k2H2inJF8juMGlo5G6rvFthqLP3pZwL9CGkdy3sNpC-itpP8uFR2xzYDRMdkl8vENBmf_EFzOnn-iqC1Mz/s320/image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217486688944112514" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Don't forget to be kind to strangers.<br />For some who have done this have entertained angels without realizing it. </span><br /><br /><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNFwf1wRzPrq2MCWPb6G8zG51ibyO9NFnxZXJIKMPUGIBR0rW2lWic6R54DEm9Sq9mnpbdfjA7XVEOZYLs85cGz9Tg70s89eYNiX5tYLqn23oMbaeSgDGFF50p2UdWgp0PxqSJdHYfoVVf/s1600-h/image005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNFwf1wRzPrq2MCWPb6G8zG51ibyO9NFnxZXJIKMPUGIBR0rW2lWic6R54DEm9Sq9mnpbdfjA7XVEOZYLs85cGz9Tg70s89eYNiX5tYLqn23oMbaeSgDGFF50p2UdWgp0PxqSJdHYfoVVf/s320/image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217486691445780930" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >Anyone who has ever struggled with poverty<br />knows how extremely expensive it is to be poor.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimlhzhxUFN3wplN_tA2LfAWxzITBz08UAvEOn76nwuNBSB33F5OKfOgQL89ckJnALc0Gw6mnDdINdFpUpefwU8jh4FGiBbf8OkBLI0qF7UnAUlIKpR4_25CfPKGQxn6nt46DR3F0ERi5NI/s1600-h/image006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimlhzhxUFN3wplN_tA2LfAWxzITBz08UAvEOn76nwuNBSB33F5OKfOgQL89ckJnALc0Gw6mnDdINdFpUpefwU8jh4FGiBbf8OkBLI0qF7UnAUlIKpR4_25CfPKGQxn6nt46DR3F0ERi5NI/s320/image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217486696470388562" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The world is a dangerous place, not because of those who do evil, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> but because of those who look on and do nothing. </span><br /><br /><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMYu-B3VDHpGZpp1tljc_1CoBFe2lTCUk55mpSVWm-qAJh4CtlnbS4XAOuf8u38GujFzsb5Od0xin6ZGG_XTOx2YIUsU2uhiJahhU54EpePcMY0HF6w-zz9zmas_PdXlcjPygpKvIW0ZKJ/s1600-h/image007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMYu-B3VDHpGZpp1tljc_1CoBFe2lTCUk55mpSVWm-qAJh4CtlnbS4XAOuf8u38GujFzsb5Od0xin6ZGG_XTOx2YIUsU2uhiJahhU54EpePcMY0HF6w-zz9zmas_PdXlcjPygpKvIW0ZKJ/s320/image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217486697167947762" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Let us complain less, and give more...</span><br /><br /><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCVjXr0TfEE_S9IQnpOXQPZZLGdFMH8avdqvrK4WUEfdAnLtqCmzWZaORAQ18x9tGL4tGz-KVrWL_rFqYxJJ93nhaV_0Dm9Z2MR9bReuVsGBPq4nmnoOXxdV2QOM1JVk3-eODgWY_pDYz_/s1600-h/image002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCVjXr0TfEE_S9IQnpOXQPZZLGdFMH8avdqvrK4WUEfdAnLtqCmzWZaORAQ18x9tGL4tGz-KVrWL_rFqYxJJ93nhaV_0Dm9Z2MR9bReuVsGBPq4nmnoOXxdV2QOM1JVk3-eODgWY_pDYz_/s320/image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217486161641921842" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Some people are struggling over 5-10 years or more<br />just to be able to spell their names.</span><br /><br /><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0QYnoF69DXk09o11DT-i5y4mXisU2csSLgDib6_yqLZFgMPn_eK6ZirjH4QOZ1BcK4kQ9BGcChP7vDSE2UGH8Uj3sOvcNrhkbhdzXoQUfSAKIhlUNXRRaNBJ_vhukH6tybqltuUgfquw4/s1600-h/image001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0QYnoF69DXk09o11DT-i5y4mXisU2csSLgDib6_yqLZFgMPn_eK6ZirjH4QOZ1BcK4kQ9BGcChP7vDSE2UGH8Uj3sOvcNrhkbhdzXoQUfSAKIhlUNXRRaNBJ_vhukH6tybqltuUgfquw4/s320/image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217485731292743362" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Some of you may think that this isn't a part of my blog 'n all..</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I just wanna be part of the cycle, of the solution,<br />in my own simple-little-ordinary way...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">So now, its time to do your part...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">close your eyes to see the hidden reality of life...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">and ask yourself...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">When are you going to make a change???<br /><br /><br /></span><br /><br /><br /></span></div>wytehearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10467820529718812056noreply@blogger.com8