Words are like blades coming out from the mouths or minds of people. They hurt as much as the physical. Some people who get angry today and say as much cursing or hurtful words are most likely to cause damage to the other. The harm here is that some do not mean it but the damage has been done. Be reminded that there are words that are still supposed to be unreleased even if you are mad. They rather stay and stain the minds and even feelings of people. Words are the most powerful.

Some people spend the majority of their life with the person whom they think is the right one for them and in the end, be in a situation of being not fit for each other. The irony appears when some people find that person today, get married tomorrow and work out for the relationship for the remainder of their lives and imagine just how perfect they are together. Years are not all that matters. These do not actually define a successful relationship. 

Honestly, my wanderer self got more hyped when I watched The Pirates of the Caribbean On Stranger Tides and took a view of a mermaid fantasy. I think though that it is a sad swim for them but once their fins touch the land, it would be nice. I really want to know.

If I would be given the chance to experience something for a day, I would love to become a mermaid. They’re beautiful, enchanting and brave. 

Carry me sailor.

Interviewer: Why can’t you be alone without Yoko?

John Lennon: But I can be alone without Yoko, but I just have no wish to be. There’s no reason on earth why I should be alone without Yoko. There’s nothing more important than our relationship, nothing. And we dig being together all the time. Both of us could survive apart but what for? I’m not going to sacrifice love, real love for any whore or any friend or any business, because in the end you’re alone at night and neither of us want to be. and you can’t fill a bed with groupies. It doesn’t work. I don’t want to be a swinger. I’ve been through it all and nothing works better than to have someone you love hold you.

“You are made out of rays of sunshine and cool breeze. You make me feel that you are the morning dew that wakes my spirit up every waking day. You are my spring tide and my autumn mist which brings back all the bravery back in my every cell. You are like a canopy of strange attraction which melts my soul in every view I make of you. All sorts of peculiar awesomeness and labyrinth of crazy stems of secrecy is my kick board of extreme craving to the person that you are. You are a drug. Addicting I must say. I like you. You are a pinch of pain whenever I realize that I cannot hold you right now. “

“Today I am reminded of the plans that I had for us, that imagination of coming up with a beautiful pair with you. I could still vividly recall the moment I entered that room wherein no less of a gorgeous memory was made. Then I went back to the reality that that room burned down some ages ago but our memories still haunt the place. It’s a scary and bittersweet truth that chasing after you, even though I run for miles won’t get me any inch closer to you. That’s how far you are. But maybe when you remember the days I used to rest my head on your shoulder and look at you in the eyes, the burning fire of emotions would make you change a bit of what you are right now. If ever you need a bit of information, just ask. But one thing is for certain,the race ends now and no piece of me will chase after you. I can manage to exist because I am not a part of that room that burned down.”

“I’m afraid to be alone.” She said. Not looking at him. Not looking at him at all.

“That’s why I am here.” He glanced at her and saw her fear that was indeed all over.

“That’s the point. You are here but why do I feel so alone? Where are you when I need you? I can’t feel you when we talk. You are always that guy who got the world on his shoulders and in no second am I even a part of that world. You are here but you make me feel so alone. But I’m afraid to be alone.”

At the next seconds, she realized that she was talking to herself.

And there you go, walking alone and kicking the dried leaves in front of you like they are at fault for everything that you are. You sip coffee when you wanted tea. You watch action when you wanted romance. Nothing comes easy but then again, though you work hard not a single entity comes to you. Reality and truth. Two things you hate to combine. It bites you hard and makes you bleed profusely. Then you feel down again. You can never heal.

Still walking alone, still kicking rocks and leaves. You find that single ray of hope in the far end of the horizon. You think to yourself that this may be another qualified false hope that you get all the time. You sigh. You feel down again. You can never be hopeful.

Such is life I tell you. Not all things is yours, only some. But then again you sometimes work hard, feel down, feel hopeless. You can still heal. You can still hope. You can still work. This day is still yours for the taking. 

You fall down but it is your choice whether you fall forward or fall backward. We can never tell. One can though. It’s you.

This here is my new pet slash subject for our experiment in our Experimental Psychology. Just today, I fell more in love with her that I would do my best not to kill her during the experiment. I never planned on having a hamster as a pet but then having her is a brand new experience for me since we are a family who loved dogs ever since.

She is very stubborn. She thought her water sup is a swimming pool. She got wet all over. I love her still. I’m very excited to have my own turtle soon! Haha.

Every morning when I wake up, the first thing that I do is to check my phones if someone greeted me good morning. It’s one good routine that I do to know if someone remembers me in the morning. It makes me smile and after that, I go down to get a bite to eat.

Chloe, our Chihuaha and only dog that can enter our home greets me with wagging tail and her floor rolls. I would play with her and jump with her for a while then proceed to the kitchen. It’s either I see some meal prepared already in the table or none at all.

Just this morning, I realized how special I am in the eyes of my father. I always see him treat me specially though, but his words today melted my heart.

Dada: “Kakain ka na?” (Are you going to eat already?)

I just nodded.

Dada: “Natataranta kasi ako pag nakikita na kita, na di ako mapakali pag alam kong wala ka pang pagkain.” (I always panic when I see you. It’s get uneasy when I know you have nothing to eat yet.)

I always see him drop everything or stop whatever he is doing when I ask for some favor to him or when he sees me in the morning. I am really gifted to have such kind father and who is not expressive with words to show he loves us but shows us otherwise. His Love Give Me Hope.

Happy Valentine’s day Post.