at may time pang mag-munimuni imbes na matulog
Tuesday, February 26th, 2008Dark as roses, fine as sand
Feel your healing and your sting again
I hear you laughing and my soul is saved
On forgotten graves you cry
Crawl like ivy up my spine
Through my nerves and into my eyes
Cuts like anguish
Or recollections of better days gone by
But its all right
When youre caught in pain
And you feel the rain come down
Its all right
When you find your way
Then you see it disappear
Its all right
Though your gardens grey
I know all your graces
Someday will flower
In the sweet sunshower
Eyes like oceans so far away
A feather trail to a better way
Worried mornings turn into days
Then into worried nights
But its all right
When youre all in pain
And you feel the rain come down
Oh its all right
When you find your way
Then you see it disappear
Oh its all right
Though your gardens grey
I know all your graces
Someday will flower
Oh in the sweet sunshower
Oh in the sweet sunshower
In the sweet sunshower
I know all your graces
Someday will flower
In the sweet sunshower
And its all right
All youll be you are today
Are today
Its all right
All youll be you are today
Are today………
– chris cornell, sunshower (one of my all-time favorites…)
To see you when I wake up is a gift I didn’t think could be real.
To know that you feel the same as I do is a three-fold, utopian dream.
You do something to me that I can’t explain.
So would I be out of line if I said, I miss you.
I see your picture, I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine.
You have only been gone ten days, but already I’m wasting away.
I know I’ll see you again whether far or soon.
But I need you to know that I care and I miss you.
– incubus, i miss you
ALYSSA: Why are we stopping?
HOLDEN: Because I can’t take it.
ALYSSA: Can’t take what?
HOLDEN: I love you.
ALYSSA: (beat) You love me.
HOLDEN: I love you. And not in a friendly way, although I think we’re great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although I’m sure that’s what you’ll call it. And it’s not because you’re unattainable. I love you. Very simple, very truly. You’re the epitome of every attribute and quality I’ve ever looked for in another person. I know you think of me as just a friend and crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option you’d ever consider. But I can’t do this any longer. I can’t stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I can’t look into your eyes without feeling that longing you only read about in trashy romance novels. I can’t talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are. I know this will probably queer our friendship - no pun intended - but I had to say it, because I’ve never felt this before, and I like who I am because of it. And if bringing it to light means we can’t hang out anymore, then that hurts me. But I couldn’t allow another day to go by without getting it out there, regardless of the outcome, which by the look on your face is to be the inevitable shootdown. And I’ll accept that But I know some part of you is hesitating for a moment, and if there is a moment of hesitation, that means you feel something too. All I ask is that you not suppress that - at least for ten minutes - and try to dwell in it before you dismiss it. There isn’t another soul on this fucking planet who’s ever made me the person I am when I’m with you, and I would risk this friendship for the chance to take it to the next plateau. Because it’s there between you and me. You can’t deny that. And even if we never speak again after tonight, please know that I’m forever changed because of you and what you’ve meant to me, which - while I do appreciate it - I’d never need a painting of birds bought at a diner to remind me of.
– chasing amy (ben affleck, joey lauren adams, jay and silent bob)
i sooo wanna go back to the happy me, yung pbb-watching, beach-going, gimik-seeking, adventurous, kaladkaren, cool, sleeping-all-day, HAPPY me. hindi yung ganito, pagod, pikon, frustrated, asar, weird, pavictim. :( this is not me. this is not who i am supposed to be. im supposed to rock. so bakit ganun?
im really, really, really tired. physically, emotionally.
and i don’t know how much longer i can take it.
haaaayyy…
im just thinking na God didnt put me in this place if 1) i couldn’t survive it, 2) there was no way out.
so is it fight or flight? abangan.
