I got the Best Folio Award in my English 106 class!
I also got a flying 1 grade for my ENG 106 course!
Thursday, October 17, 2002
Wednesday, October 16, 2002
My Firefly
My Firefly,
It is funny how I call you mine when in fact you do not belong to me nor I to you. But I know how perfectly we are matched, like two hands clasped as fingers are entwined beautifully looking as one. You are a man of simplicity exuding strength, and I, a lady by your side equaling your existence.
I look at you and I see a man the way others can never see nor understand you. I admire your strength, of how well you carry yourself and stand well among others. How admirable your quick intelligence hidden behind your dignified manner never bragging and never loud. How proud your stance like an indestructible force tested and undefeated. Yet, I also know how gentle you can be. I feel it when you smooth my hair away from my face, like butterfly wings touching my skin. A simple smile from you to greet me as we see each other is enough for me to know how you are doing. I am fond of the simple joy of walking beside you knowing that you are gradually slowing your steps to match mine. Even the silence in your company I find soothing after a long day of noise and trouble. Deep in me, I know that your mere presence brings comfort to my tired being. That your reticence is my escape, words are not needed still we recognize the value of each other completely that others can never ever comprehend.
But like any firefly strongly attracted to the hazard of the flames, you fly straight to it mesmerized and entranced with its radiance. And I, helpless as I see you play around the danger that may cost you your life. I stand, not far from you as I watch you dance around another perilous game that you have accepted to challenge. With my hand clutched at my heart, I fear for you as I watch you get closer and closer to the blaze. I fear for what might happen as you fly around the flame in tune with its outburst and spits of fire. But I fear most for the safety of your beautiful wings. That it might catch fire, bring you down, and that you might perish. I shall weep for the pain that you will surely feel, but doubt not that I will be the one to catch you in the end of your dance with fate.
It is funny how I call you mine when in fact you do not belong to me nor I to you. But I know how perfectly we are matched, like two hands clasped as fingers are entwined beautifully looking as one. You are a man of simplicity exuding strength, and I, a lady by your side equaling your existence.
I look at you and I see a man the way others can never see nor understand you. I admire your strength, of how well you carry yourself and stand well among others. How admirable your quick intelligence hidden behind your dignified manner never bragging and never loud. How proud your stance like an indestructible force tested and undefeated. Yet, I also know how gentle you can be. I feel it when you smooth my hair away from my face, like butterfly wings touching my skin. A simple smile from you to greet me as we see each other is enough for me to know how you are doing. I am fond of the simple joy of walking beside you knowing that you are gradually slowing your steps to match mine. Even the silence in your company I find soothing after a long day of noise and trouble. Deep in me, I know that your mere presence brings comfort to my tired being. That your reticence is my escape, words are not needed still we recognize the value of each other completely that others can never ever comprehend.
But like any firefly strongly attracted to the hazard of the flames, you fly straight to it mesmerized and entranced with its radiance. And I, helpless as I see you play around the danger that may cost you your life. I stand, not far from you as I watch you dance around another perilous game that you have accepted to challenge. With my hand clutched at my heart, I fear for you as I watch you get closer and closer to the blaze. I fear for what might happen as you fly around the flame in tune with its outburst and spits of fire. But I fear most for the safety of your beautiful wings. That it might catch fire, bring you down, and that you might perish. I shall weep for the pain that you will surely feel, but doubt not that I will be the one to catch you in the end of your dance with fate.
A Letter For no_on3
A letter for no_on3:
I am now saying goodbye to all those times I laid my head on your shoulder, those times you held me protectively in you arms, to the first times with you, those times I got lost in your kisses, your touch, your hands, your mouth, those times I felt one with you, to see you smile, to feel you beside me as I wrap you in my arms to protect you from all your fears and worries, to hear you speak, to hear your stories, your trials, your sorrows, your triumphs, to all the breathtakingly wonderful things you have done for me, to all the things I have done for you, to be touched, to be needed, to be loved, to understand and be understood, to accept and be accepted, to the time I believed all the things you said, to hold on to the promises you once told me you would always keep, to being vulnerable, to surrendering, to trusting wholeheartedly, to the time I gave my heart and soul in your care, to be conquered willingly, to the time when my world revolved around you, to the nights I never gave in, to the times when I was blind to see that many have changed, the nights you left me alone, the time you betrayed me, when you threw away all that we had, all that I am, all that I could give, the time you made my world crumble, crushed my soul, shattered all that I held dear, trampled on my dreams, the time you unceasingly became so unreasonably honest not minding much how I truly felt, to all the blows I had to take, to all the strikes I had to endure, to all the anguish I had to keep, to all the smiles I had to put on, to the slow death that was happening in me, to all the tears, the anger, the hatred, the shadows, the walls, to playing, to uncertainties, to fears, to hope and to wish.
All these I shall now leave at the door.
I am now saying goodbye to all those times I laid my head on your shoulder, those times you held me protectively in you arms, to the first times with you, those times I got lost in your kisses, your touch, your hands, your mouth, those times I felt one with you, to see you smile, to feel you beside me as I wrap you in my arms to protect you from all your fears and worries, to hear you speak, to hear your stories, your trials, your sorrows, your triumphs, to all the breathtakingly wonderful things you have done for me, to all the things I have done for you, to be touched, to be needed, to be loved, to understand and be understood, to accept and be accepted, to the time I believed all the things you said, to hold on to the promises you once told me you would always keep, to being vulnerable, to surrendering, to trusting wholeheartedly, to the time I gave my heart and soul in your care, to be conquered willingly, to the time when my world revolved around you, to the nights I never gave in, to the times when I was blind to see that many have changed, the nights you left me alone, the time you betrayed me, when you threw away all that we had, all that I am, all that I could give, the time you made my world crumble, crushed my soul, shattered all that I held dear, trampled on my dreams, the time you unceasingly became so unreasonably honest not minding much how I truly felt, to all the blows I had to take, to all the strikes I had to endure, to all the anguish I had to keep, to all the smiles I had to put on, to the slow death that was happening in me, to all the tears, the anger, the hatred, the shadows, the walls, to playing, to uncertainties, to fears, to hope and to wish.
All these I shall now leave at the door.
Here is to closure, here is to the end.
Goodbye.
Baby Girl
Baby Girl,
Many things have happened between us that made our road rough. Somehow, we have now taken our own different paths even if we promised once never to do so. Once in my life, I thought I could never live without you, without the “Us.” Losing you was indeed the hardest part of my life so far. You have taught me how to love unconditionally yet you also taught me what pain is all about.
You gave me so much anguish but I learned from it. Gained from it and lived through it. I have found myself again when I once thought I would forever be lost without your love. I do not hate you, for how can I ever detest you when I learned once to love you with no inhibitions and even loved you more than my life itself. Nor am I here to tell you that I no longer love you. For love never really disappears completely. Rather, it changes; its intensity grows or lessens. I guess it is my time to tell you that I still love you but not enough to be with you anymore.
Many things have happened between us that made our road rough. Somehow, we have now taken our own different paths even if we promised once never to do so. Once in my life, I thought I could never live without you, without the “Us.” Losing you was indeed the hardest part of my life so far. You have taught me how to love unconditionally yet you also taught me what pain is all about.
You gave me so much anguish but I learned from it. Gained from it and lived through it. I have found myself again when I once thought I would forever be lost without your love. I do not hate you, for how can I ever detest you when I learned once to love you with no inhibitions and even loved you more than my life itself. Nor am I here to tell you that I no longer love you. For love never really disappears completely. Rather, it changes; its intensity grows or lessens. I guess it is my time to tell you that I still love you but not enough to be with you anymore.
Somehow, all the hurt and pain you gave me finally found its way to creep within me.
There is not a time that I do not miss you. Even silly things and places remind me of you. Of how we once were. But that can never be for now, maybe not ever again. I need to live my life as I want it to and you have to live yours as well. We can only look back from all the things that we have shared together. Smile upon the good memories, and be thankful for all the lessons learned no matter how hard and painful the process we went through.
The years we have been together gave us something to keep. Knowing that there is someone who understands who we truly are and accepts both the good and the bad was a gift for me. That is something that comes once in a lifetime. Thank you.
Tuesday, October 15, 2002
Endymion
Dream my prince
So beautiful in you r slumber
As I watch you
How timeless you look
I touch you slowly
Your skin smooth and delicate
You remain unmoving
As my fingers and lips explored
Your body – warm statue.
I only seek your love
For you are my god
But how tragic this is
For eternally you shall sleep
And forever I must weep.
So beautiful in you r slumber
As I watch you
How timeless you look
I touch you slowly
Your skin smooth and delicate
You remain unmoving
As my fingers and lips explored
Your body – warm statue.
I only seek your love
For you are my god
But how tragic this is
For eternally you shall sleep
And forever I must weep.
My Story
You came
I watched
You talked
I listened
You stayed
I gave
You loved
I trusted
You changed
I pleaded
You stung
I cried
You pushed
I begged
You left
I waited
Changed,
Stung,
Pushed,
Left,
Hurt – but no more!
Beware, the Black Widow’s Wrath.
Dancing in your flame
Like a firefly in the night
I fly straight to your flame
Burning me,
Scorching me deep,
Deep within the realms of my soul.
I continuously yearn for you from within
Existence my price
In exchange for your fire,
Your life, my life.
Consume me,
Ensnare me more,
Wrap me in your warmth,
Engulfed by your strength
I let go – As I die in bliss.
I fly straight to your flame
Burning me,
Scorching me deep,
Deep within the realms of my soul.
I continuously yearn for you from within
Existence my price
In exchange for your fire,
Your life, my life.
Consume me,
Ensnare me more,
Wrap me in your warmth,
Engulfed by your strength
I let go – As I die in bliss.
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