My heart goes ballistic with your every word. Your stories linger in my mind and find their way to my heart. Although in this space, romance is often doomed to fail before it even starts, I admit, I fell. I'm addicted. I'm in love.
Thursday, May 5
Minsan
Blessed are those who could cry on cue. Sometimes you just want to cry, but the tears are as elusive as your feelings are heavy.
yeah. nung college, tinanong ako kung ano ang gusto kong magkaron na matagal ko nang gusto. after a long dramatic pause, i answered "ang kakayanang umiyak."
Tama!
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ReplyDeleteyeah. nung college, tinanong ako kung ano ang gusto kong magkaron na matagal ko nang gusto. after a long dramatic pause, i answered "ang kakayanang umiyak."
ReplyDeleteajo di ko kaya yun. kahit pilitin ko. sad. :(
ReplyDeleteditto :)
ReplyDeleteanything wrong? *hugs*
ReplyDeleteI'd rather have the capacity to handle grief, crying is but a mere symptom and translation of this.
ReplyDelete@mike and red: :)
ReplyDeleteor perhaps there's just too much testosterone. or the lack of hormones.
ReplyDeletenow that got me thinking. hehe
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