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Love Letter from the Earth to the Sky

 

Dear Sky,

 

You know I’ve always looked up to you. I’ve always wondered what it was like to be up there by your side. I’ve always wished I could see what you see just so that I can feel what it is like to see through your beautiful blue eyes. I always thought you were the most beautiful thing in the world – when the sun is out and clouds are nowhere to be seen I just lie here and stare at every inch of your beauty. You are majestic in the bright lights. And when the sun sets? I just lie here and watch you sparkle as the stars and the moon dance and twinkle. You are heavenly when you sleep. I’ve fallen for you a long time ago and I can never get up from this – I don’t want to get up. I’ve always felt as if you were made for me and I for you.

But we can never be together. I know. I’ve tried.

I created mountains to come close to you because I thought proximity brings two hearts together. Sadly, my highest mountains still can’t reach out to even touch your hand – but know that they are always there for you to reach out to. I will never put them down.

I created the seas to reflect your blue eyes because I thought that you’d fall for me if we had things in common. However, my seas can never truly reflect how beautiful you are – but know that they will always be there so that you can see your reflection and see how you have become a huge part of me. 

I created trees and the greenery because I thought opposites attract. Your blue to my green? It didn’t work. But know that they will always be there – the trees, the bushes and the shrubs – to catch you gently if ever you fall.

But we can never be together. Still, believe me that I will be here forever – watching from a distance, wishing on a billion stars hoping that one of them will be able to grant my wish. The odds are against me but I will be here. I will be here to catch your tears when they fall. I will be here until the clouds clear and until I see you smile and your blue eyes sparkle once again. I will be here when darkness comes and patiently wait with you until dawn breaks into a new day.

 

I will forever be here – lying down, wishing you were mine.

I will forever be here – revolving, going in circles, crazy over you

I will forever be here, down here – knowing that you will never fall

I will forever be here – night and day through it all

 

I love you, Sky.

 

~ Earth

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Love Letter from a Toy to a Grown Up Boy

 

Dear Grown Up Kid,

 

Hi! How have you been? It’s been years since I last saw you. You’ve probably forgotten about me. I guess it’s true what they say – that toys are outgrown and left behind.

 

For all its worth, should you ever come back, I hope you can read this. All I would like to do is thank you for 10 things:

 

      1. Thank you for setting me free of that stuffy box I was put in. I thought I would never get out.
      2. Thank you for the huge smile on your face when you first laid eyes on me. Never have I felt so special.
      3. Thank you for letting me sleep beside you. I was afraid of the dark. I never felt so safe.
      4. Thank you for proudly introducing me to your friends. I don’t have much friends, you see. As a toy, I only had you.
      5. Thank you for protecting me from the “big bad guys” when I was weak. You made me want to become stronger and better.
      6. Thank you for teaching me how to fight back and conquer any obstacle that I faced. Because of you, I never gave up. And I never will.
      7. Thank you for making me a hero. My biggest dream was to defeat all the villains. With you, I felt invincible. I kicked all their butts.
      8. Thank you for tending to my wounds. There were times when I was battered and beat up. You picked me up and helped me to my feet.
      9. Thank you for sharing your stories and secrets. Don’t worry, they are safe with me. My lips are sealed.
      10. Thank you for being my best friend. Always.

 

Though I may not see you anymore, know that I will forever be yours.

 

Love,

 

Toy

A boyfriend’s letter

December 5, 2011 2 comments

Dear Girlfriend,

I write because I want to tell you something – a lot of things, actually. I write because when I’m with you, words become superfluous. It’s like all words escape me and the lines I have practiced in my head a thousand times become all jumbled up once I stare into your eyes.

(Insert term of endearment here), Thank you.  I’ve got so many things to thank you for that I don’t even know where to start. Let me just put it this way – I’m often lost for words to show you how much I appreciate the things that you do so in this moment I just want to thank you for making me the happiest and luckiest guy alive. Thank you for being the absolute best and most wonderful girlfriend in the world.

(Insert term of endearment here),  allow me to apologize for, at times, succumbing to the pressures and dictates of society with regard to how men should act. Yeah, as I write and reveal my emotions I violate an unwritten code of supposed “strength” and dominance in relationships. I however, could only care less about those rules if it means that I can’t be as cheesy nor can I be as romantic and show how head-over-heels in love I am with you. So from this day forth, screw the rules. I’ll be as cheesy as I can be if I wanted to.

(Insert term of endearment here),  I give you permission to slap me when I become someone other than the guy you fell in love with. Please do so with a passion. Slap me to wake me up and remind me of the reasons why I fell in love with you. I hope we don’t fall into the trap that a lot of couples fall into – which is that world of too much comfort that it kills the romance in the relationship. Why, it’s the reason why I promised to propose to you every year in the first place. I promise to try to always be the cheesy, silly, flirty and trying-to-be-funny boy you fell in love with. (Along with my other traits, of course.)

Honestly, I’m new to this vulnerability that I feel as I open my heart and my mind to you more and more each day. I once had walls so high up around me and only you had the patience to break it down ever so gently. It’s a strange feeling as I have never revealed myself  this much to anyone other than a higher being whose face I have never seen.

I guess this is one of the things about being in love, at least for me. It’s entrusting to you the core of my being – allowing you to hold the things that make me who I am and giving you the power to either nurture it or crush it with a single blow. At the same time, It’s about nurturing the core of yours which you have entrusted to me – making sure that I keep it safe, I take care of it, and I help it grow.

(Insert term of endearment here),  I am yours. You had me giddy the moment I caught a glimpse of your smile. You had me crushing on you that day when our eyes met and I was able to see how beautiful they really are. You unknowingly sent a million butterflies fluttering inside my stomach when you first held my hand and you sent my heart falling and my mind spinning like crazy everyday thereafter.

Anyway, I have to end this because I feel that the words are starting to escape me once again. (It’s probably the thought of you that sends my heart aflutter and my mind aclutter)

That’s all (Insert term of endearment here).

I love you.

Crazy in-love,

Boyfriend

“A Man in Love is No Simple Thing”

September 1, 2011 Leave a comment

I never thought I’d get anything worth re-blogging from 9gag until I came across this entry.

To save you the hassle of opening the window, I’ll post the picture right here.

When Men Fall In-love

I didn’t get butterflies. I got fireworks.

Plus I bite my lip as I smile when I look into your eyes. 🙂

And I do crazy, silly things just to hear that laugh.

I could go on and on. But I’ll stop before I say too much.

Sorry, I just couldn’t help it. 🙂

 

 

 

Lesson # 6: From GK Bayani Challenge 2011

Here’s the final video of GK Bayani Challenge 2011 – a summary of the wonderful events that transpired in Bantayan Island for 5 days. 🙂

To give, much more to give back, without expecting anything in return is really one of the greatest feelings in this world.

Madami akong natutunan. IMBA talaga. This turned out to be one of my best experiences ever. 🙂

To quote Tito Tony: “Let’s be part of the solution. Let us not be cynics and critics always looking for mistakes. Today there are thousands of us, tomorrow there will be millions.”

If the French, Americans, Singaporeans and other Europeans can find time to do it for the Philippines – A country not of their own, why can’t we?

I’d definitely do this again next year; even if it means I’ll be really dark-skinned forever. 🙂

Lesson # 16: From the Blue Roast (last year)

March 23, 2011 4 comments

It’s been a year since my batch’s blue roast – the event highlighted by the giving of a single blue rose to your college crush, to your one true love, to your dream girl/boy, secret crush, fantasy, or what not.

It’s the event when you wait for the perfect moment to give that one blue rose.

I remember planning it in my head: That I’d tie a note saying that “This rose is for you. Without hope, malice, nor agenda. I just would like to say thanks.”

I remember choking and not saying anything. All I did was hand her the rose, smile, and walk away.

(the act itself caused some trouble because she was involved with someone else. if ever you are reading this, then please re-read what I wrote about 3 lines above this sentence.)

In hindsight, nakakatawa na lang ang mga nangyari. Sorry nakagulo ata ako. I come in peace!

Truth be told, I never planned to give anyone my blue rose since the only person I wanted to give it to back then wasn’t a senior (well now she is and I think she’ll be receiving quite a few roses herself) and the fact that I couldn’t give her the rose because of other personal issues. So I decided to give it to someone instead of letting my precious little blue rose go to waste. 🙂

What the act of giving the blue rose taught me is that we don’t need to wait for 4 years before we tell someone how much they mean to us and how much we appreciate them. We shouldn’t show our feelings only when it probably is too late and it’s time to say goodbye lest we be left wondering about all the “what ifs” and “what-could-have-beens” in life.

to put it succinctly, watch this video.. 🙂

We shouldn’t waste 4 years of college life just looking, staring, ogling from a distance. Make a move. At the very least, show that person how much you care. Wala rin tayong mapapala kung hanggang titigan na lang tayo.

It takes a lot of guts to go up there and give the blue rose.  I realized that it wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be.

Anyway, (FILL IN THE BLANKS)

If I was in the blue roast this year, I’d probably give my blue rose to _________________. Hahaha. Makagawa lang ng issue.

Lesson # 21: From Ted and Barney

March 17, 2011 3 comments

I dug up my old pirated DVD’s of How I Met Your Mother because I wanted to refresh myself with the story as I try to catch up with the current episodes and lo and behold I got a lesson to write for my blog! Yey!

To put things into context, this dialogue is between Ted and Barney during a scene when Barney, Marshall, Lilly and Robin are trying to convince Ted not to go out with his doctor, Bella, because it was bound to fail anyway. The arguments of Barney and Friends come from a simple rule: The Platinum Rule

(excerpts from season 3 episode 11)

Barney: “Ted! Have you not been listening?! Attraction, Bargaining, Submission, Perks, Tipping Point, Purgatory, Confrontation and Fallout! These things will all happen to you as surely as they happened to all of us! It’s a rule of nature!!”

Ted: Well I’m sick of all the rules! There’s too many of them! “The Hot and Crazy Scale”, “The Lemon Law”, “The Platinum Rule”; If everyone in the world followed every one of your rules, the human race would cease to exist. Yes, chances are, Bella and I are not going to live happily ever after; the overwhelming odds have me ending badly and when that happens it will be for one of a million possible reasons but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to try. and when it does fail, so help me God, it’s not going to be because of some rule.

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There go the friends mentioning all the possible things that could go wrong and all the “rules” that would make it seem like any effort whatsoever would be futile.

There goes Ted, stubborn enough not to listen to them and still actually goes for Bella.

At the end of the day, Ted was unable to win Bella love and affection and to be technical about it, his friends were right; but Ted did something not a lot of us can actually do especially if confronted and held back by all the rules made up by this world – he tried.

I am no rule-breaker. I don’t go out there deliberately breaking any rule that I see and I hear of. I do, however, tend to question many of these as I’ve learned not to take any of these rules matter-of-factly.

Because the only person who can really tell us who to love and who not to love would be ourselves. We must not let anything nor anyone, nor any tradition, more so any rule, tell us that we cannot go for what we want.

For the world is filled with prejudicial rules, we must proceed with reason.

Ted said it all and he said it beautifully: “the overwhelming odds have me ending badly and when that happens it will be for one of a million possible reasons but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to try. and when it does fail, so help me God, it’s not going to be because of some rule.”

Looking back at my own life, people have told me to stop, to give up, to not even bother to try because they know I will fail and that they know I am bound to get myself hurt. However, as with Ted, I am stubborn and I continue my own search for love and meaning with the hopes that one day I’ll be able to tell a beautiful story – one that is of my own. My story wouldn’t be one that is perfect with no sad heartbreaks and everything else; mine would be full of adventure, struggles, heartaches, heart-warmers, and memories that are either priceless or something to forget-but-can’t-seem-to-forget. Seemingly perfect because of its imperfections.

It wouldn’t be a story created by any rule but rather it would be one that was created and fashioned because I was not afraid to try. 🙂

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