Dear Mr. Right

               Haven’t you realize how much time I’d been waiting for you? All my life I spend my time mingling with different people aside from family and relatives. I met so many friends, long and short time friends. I got a best friend, close friends and group of friends. There were playmates when I was a kid. There were classmates during my school years. Social mates when I started to hang-out. Work mates as I go working. Chat mates and text mates whenever I’m on my own of my spare time. Although some last...others remain, still, I do treasure them being part of my life. But, that time with you...it’s a different story. I’d been so patient. I don’t know if I’m totally prepared once you come. I get advice, I read articles, watches, and listens on experiences of others. I am sure that the time with you would be the most precious time ever.

                Haven’t you wondered that it’s not that easy to be with just friends ‘coz I’m longing for you? Those moments I share with people I have are all wonderful even though there are ups and downs. I had so much funny and crazy stuffs with them especially with my closest friends but it’s not enough and I want you there. Chatting about anything under the sun, teasing with fancy crushes & relationships wanting I have too, and punching on mischievous remarks on ridiculous situations is all in.  House and out parties, movies, picnics, photo shoots, music craze, events and celebrations all these, stand out. Everything sounds fantastic of all the happy hours with friends. But, I guess having you there would be real magical. Although there comes...despair, melancholy, brokenhearted, stress, sorrow, miserable, troublesome, misunderstanding and hurt...still, everything fall fine into pieces. Friends can always be counted into. They offer their hugs that used to be real comforters. They’ll sit beside and their hearts are not just ears who listens but do understand. Offering their prayers inspires that it used to be the lighted candle for a brighter future. These instances are serious side with friends where relationships are formed with trust that deepens and strengthen. With you, I’m sure, I don’t feel any downfall situation ‘coz you would without exception...be my superhero.

                Haven’t you ever think how I go crazy in love with you? The moment I wake up ‘til I sleep, I picture it how perfect you are. How you would smile at me knowing that I’m starring at you. How you throw on your witty statements just for me to laugh so hard. How you whisper sweet words to cuddle me up. How you touch my face to remind me how much you love me. How you hold my hand to assured me you’ll never leave whatever happens. How you hold me so tight for ease when I feel weak. How you fight for your love on me if there are constraint.

I want to come about that you never stop loving me. Let’s share more stories and secrets. I hope we will together build up that trust for a stronger relationship. Wishing that no misunderstandings, if there would be, blow me a kiss to break up a fight instead. Let’s make so many memories. I’m hoping that you’ll never ask for more ‘coz you got me and you’re totally complete. Even though I’m not perfect, you see me so perfectly beyond perfection. I assure you that I’ll love you forever. You’re my perfect mate and companion. You are my life.

I’m so excited on you and I’m so eager to know you more. Don’t be afraid to show it off, to spell it out...whatever you feel. I guess it’s not a great deal for me to take that first move in revealing my feelings. I’m just waiting on you. I’m telling you...”I Love You”. So go. Let your courage takes you to get that real true love in me.

Guys...For Reel or Real???

               These days when we think ‘bout guys...whoooh, they’re really are such boys...who usually make rules for games...and that’s their nature though. It’s good to see how they enjoy life. They are good players and know how they’ll gonna make it to win. They have techniques and know where to use it. They are risk takers who attempt on whatever happens. They are adventurous and very curious. They are hard-and-fast...happy-go-lucky. They love how their guts enriching their ego. They are such a flabbergasting people.

                In spite of those groovy qualities modern guys have, they seem to break the rules...yah...you’d read it right! That makes them a little complicated. There are pieces of bafflement behind those tricky deeds. Those sincere eyes may bluff. Those naive words may deceit. That sweet caress may disappear. One day they’re there...the next day they’re gone. Guys enjoy those changes due to modernization. The environmental development brought out by technological evolution. That made them so cool to experiment. They deal on everything, so then with feelings. Yeah...the point here is their feelings. The real thing is that...their emotional distinction sometimes is doubtful. It’s either “Yes” or “No” behavior – the idea where they can’t read their minds that easy. Their stability status range in between wherein there’s no fixed outcome. When they reach for a climax condition, then comes in a diminishing returns that results in starting a new one...meaning, there’s no contentment yet and they are just so filled with a hazy thought.

                Still, with all such good or bad insights about guys...for reel or real...for them, being happy to go along with what life bring is the most adventurous, amazing, and surprising rules in a race of guys’ game of love. But, as time goes by, everything changes always for good. Boys become guys...become man. Their rules become their vision. Their race tracks become their guidance. Their strategies become their armor.  Their guts become their power. All the crazy stuffs become their experience leading for a realization of learning. Game is over when they win for a real thing called TRUE LOVE.

Isn’t

Isn’t I’m that easy to get attracted to someone???

Whenever I got constant communication, I’d been drawn???

Even it’s just exchanging messages through phone???

With this...ohh, can’t understand. How come???

Isn’t it’s wrong to follow on where it’ll be going???

To enjoy that ride where chances are coming???

To open the light & keep that fire on burning???

Regardless of whatever people around are thinking???

Isn’t I’m too wary for my feelings to spell it out???

Wherein I look too anxious mixed with a doubt???

In spite most of the time my heart beats loud???

‘Coz I don’t know what idea in his mind’s all ‘bout???

Isn’t much time in knowing him more be so crucial???

Knowing that it’s there, no need to be in a social???

For this kind of set-up is no longer than usual???

So then now...what’s next...where then I shall???

Isn’t this too much for me to miss him so bad???

That I still can’t hide all the craziness I had???

Pretending to feel fine even though I feel sad???

Just because I got a beep from him...oh lad???

Isn’t he had notice that I used to like him gradually???

For all the things he shares on me unexpectedly???

Then make fun of the topics that are so...so...oddly???

Can’t get enough with that desire in knowing more curiously???

So many questions

For my uncertainties

It’s all go and yes

Fun, chase, game and tease.

Written In My Heart

Get my pen on and compose a poem. That’s whenever I get star struck to a guy ‘til he can’t get off my mind...I mean crush...super crush...infatuation...love---uh-oh LOVE I don’t think so, I’m in denial ‘bout it always.

            Poems clearly explain how I truly feel for a guy. I can’t hide about it. Whatever runs on my mind, I write. It’s like my mind’s full of emotions I’m hunger to deliver.  My imagination works aggressively. It’s always a magic where good music tune singing in rhythm. Composing a poem is just like composing a song lyric. I can make more verses as possible especially when I get enough time to deliberate on it. Moments when I see him, I think of him, I hear his voice, and when he’s talked about makes me grab that chance to make short verses.  I often use simple and creative words for revealing statements but if feelings are little intimate, I use jargons. My words can lie...but my mind can’t. Honestly, I often used to disguise with my feelings. Every poem I make is so personalize wherein they mark a piece in my life. I know people around me notice that I keep it but my actions oppose. That idea of writing about it instead proves how private-type person I am...or I’m just too pathetic when it comes to expressing feelings to someone??? Whatever it is, writing verses about someone I admire is a terrific thing to do. 

It All Starts With LOVE

I used to make everyday journals before and even composing poems. I love reading books and magazines too. So then, what makes me thought of blogging just recently? ---Yeah just recently.  

            Maybe, now I deeply appreciate more every articles, stories and even song compositions. I got hooked on reading... and reading... and reading.  I’d been captivated in discovering and exploring new things, almost about everything. I’d been more open with different opinions, listening from within and over viewing stances. My way of thinking is more artistic in playing with my imagination on different possibilities. It stirs me up on what’s more in store that life might bring. 

            Whenever I got a spare time, I grab my computer...and write whatever comes on my mind. I enjoy wandering on how life’s going on. It’s cool to share the things I learned from keeping my eyes on staggering ideas I used to read. They are so amazing. It seems like making conversation with the writer. Sometimes, I used to agree, to be a little bewilder, and to contradict with the idea. But most of the time, I tend to say “ahhh”, that’s a convincing point.  I really adore how terrific writers are. I got a little experience on writing during my elementary days but I don’t take it seriously, neither, it’s not my interest.  Although I don’t get in the profession of writing, I know it’s always that willingness to share ideas through writing that counts. I just put my enthusiasm to write and share my ideas as well as the knowledge I learn from reading which I really value. I guess I’ll make it better as I go along the way of writing. Writing is such an art, and I do love arts ever since. Everything we do is an art...every art comes from passion...and that passion comes from love.