When words are written
In box of 150 characters
Meanings’ lost in-between
So he bought me a rose
He open the door to my heart that was hurt
And I notice his love by the look in his eyes
He’s gonna make things right
For the rest of our life
He’s gonna hold me tight
Do all those little things
For the rest of our life.
As I was browsing at my photo archives, I noticed in one specific photo having this detail at the background. I zoomed out and amused on what it entails. With just one look you can tell on how these two travelers delegate responsibilities.
Light come now quickly
Shadows hide in your absence
Reveal what needs be
I always keep my pains, my struggles, my thoughts within myself. I never shared them openly as opposed to anyone who can just simply tell their own stories. It’s not that I don’t trust them with mine, but …
As when I start to hear my voice,
my words are broken,
my eyes wet,
my hands tremble,
my heart pumps faster than a race,
Until no words are to be spoken, and I’m left with a broken heart, a tortured thoughts that I could not understand why I blame myself of not having the strength of sharing my pains, my struggles. I just couldn’t.
While i was in high school, one morning with our English class, our teacher required us to bring a journal notebook. Life was already difficult for me back then. I couldn’t afford to buy one. And couldn’t say it because I couldn’t accept in myself that I simply couldn’t afford it. I was silent. But my seat mate had guessed it. She had guessed it that with my silence she knew that something was not right. But I hated her because she asked, “How are you? Do you have your journal?” I stared blank at her, then I left.
Those were all from the past. Those were the days of not knowing who I really am. Those were the times when I did not know that deep within me is a stronger self, there is a greater Self that is waiting to be acknowledged.
I was introduced to Him. I was introduced to His Love, His Comforting Love. I was introduced to the One who knows all my pains and my struggles, to the One who I can tell all my pains and my struggles even though He knows it all.
When I knew Him, I asked Him to cleanse me, I asked Him to make me anew, I asked Him to comfort me with all the pains and the struggles I am going through. I asked Him to cleanse me with all the thoughts and feelings that make me away from Him. I asked Him to hold me tight, but He said, “I am always here. I am always with you. I am always in you. Hold on to Me. Feel Me in you.”
I am a new person. I am a new being. I am cleanse by the Love of God.
In Him, I am a new creation. All things are made anew. Like a spring of living water that cleanses me through.
“I breathe and move and live in Him.”
Kindle the passion as our love transpires Across countries that we soon traverse You and I, together, when travel bites. No looking back for what's behind Until the day we say "IT" out loud Simply we grab each other's hand Silently be there in each other's side Enwrap in dreams we both behold Remember! You and I, together, when love bites.
… like rain that falls
Floods my heart with thoughts in vain
Then so love appears.
Standing by my window
On my most special day;
I looked up in the night sky
And saw the bare moonlight.
I haven’t watched it so often
But I know it exists.
I cherished its presence
Before I bid good night.
It whispered me a message
To remind me of today;
For the many blessings I received
It’s a bliss to always remember.