1. If someone already owns him, it means he's not for you...
2. If he's not for you, it means someone better will come your way...
3. Stop fussing over someone who's not for you... You won't be able to see "Mr. Right" if you only notice "Mr. Wrong".
4. If many people are against it, that means you have to start thinking if you're doing the right thing.
5. If you think you're right, then fight for it. If you think you're wrong, then learn to let go.
6. You'll never be able to move on if you keep looking at your memories with him.
7. His kindness doesn't mean he's in love with you. Thus, his sweetness doesn't mean he's in love with you.
9. It doesn't mean you're right or it doesn't give you access to love him just because he says he's not happy with whom he's with.
10. If he's really not happy with her, he would leave her. If he stays with her, it means though his not that happy, he cannot imagine his life without her. It means though the happiness is not enough for him to stay with her, something is. He just haven't figured it out yet.
1. When you're starting to doubt about your feelings, think of all the things you'll sacrifice and lose then ask yourself "is she really worth it?".
2. If you're already committed, stop being so sweet to other woman other than your girl. You wouldn't want you're sweetness or kindness to be misinterpreted by other people right?
3. If you don't want her to get hurt because you won't choose her over your girl, stay as far away as you can from her. Slowly avoid her.
4. Not because she doesn't complain means everything's fine with her. Instinct will tell her if you're not serious with her. Unfaithfulness is unforgivable. It can break trust.
5. If you can't leave her, keep her secured with you're loyalty/honesty. Stop flirting around with someone else because one day, you might just wake up regretting every single thing you did.
6. If you really want to be with her, don't give her reasons to leave you.
7. You're old enough to think what is good and right for you, her and the family you're about to build. If you think you're already drowning, then swim. If you can't swim, ask someone to save you. That someone could be your girlfriend, wife or kid/s.
8. (Note to number 7) Hindi maitatama ang isang pagkakamalli ng isa pang pagkakamali. Committing the same mistake twice is stupidity.
1. Kung hindi mo na kaya mahalin ang isang tao, iwan mo na, kasi lalo mo lang siyang sasaktan kung patuloy mo siyang paaasahin na balang araw ay mamahalin mo rin siya pero alam mo naman sa sarili mo na kahit kailan ay hindi darating ang "balang araw" na iyon.
2. Huwag mong gawin sa kapwa mo ang ayaw mong gawin nila sa 'yo. Kung ayaw mo masaktan, huwag ka manakit. Kung ayaw mong maloko ng lalake balang araw, huwag ka manloko ng lalake, lalo na kung may ibang babae rin kayong niloloko.
3. Kapag nagagalit na sa 'yo ang mga tao, ibig sabihin ay mali ka. Alamin mo kung ano ang pagkakamali mo at itama mo. Mahirap man, masakit man, itama mo iyon. Dahil kakarmahin ka kapag alam mo na ngang mali ka, hindi mo pa itinama. Huwag ka masaktan kung galit sa 'yo ang mga tao. Kung gumawa ka ng mali, normal lang iyon. Ang mahalaga, gumawa ka ng paraan para itama ang mali mo.
4. Kung ayaw mo mawala sa 'yo ang isang tao, ingatan mo siya. Kung sasaktan mo siya ng sasaktan, kahit ano pang meron ka na hindi niya maiwan-iwan, kapag napuno siya ay mababalewala iyon. Iiwan ka niya!
5. Kahit akala mo, hindi siya nakakalahata, huwag ka mapanatag. Malay mo, hindi lang niya sinasabi, nagtitimpi lang siya sa mga ginagawa mo.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
A Sad Love Story
10th grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me.
She was my so called "best friend".
I stared at her long, dark, silky hair,
and wished she was mine.
But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it.
After class, she walked up to me
and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before
i handed them to her. She said "thanks"
and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I wanted to tell her,
I want her to know that I don't want us to be just friends.
I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her.
She was in tears, mumbling on and on
about how her boyfriend had left her.
She asked me to come over
because she didn't feel like being alone, so I did.
As I sat next to her on the sofa,
I stared at her beautiful brown eyes, wishing she was mine.
After 2 hours, one basketball movie, and three bags of chips,
she decided to go to sleep.
She looked at me, said "thanks"
and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her,
I want her to know that I don't want us to be just friends.
I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Senior year
The day before prom
she walked to my locker.
she said; "My date is sick"
he's not feeling well.
I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade,
we made a promise that if neither of us had dates,
we would go together just as "best friends". So we did.
Prom night, after everything was over,
we were standing at her front door step.
I stared at her as she smiled at me
and stared at me with her crystal eyes.
I want her to be mine,
but she isn't thinking of me like that, and I know it.
Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!"
and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her,
I want her to know that I don't want us to be just friends.
I love her but I'm just too shy,
and I don't know why.
Graduation Day
A day passed, then a week, then a month.
Before I could blink, it was graduation day.
I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma.
I want her to be mine,
but she isn't thinking of me like that, and I know it. Before everyone went home,
she came to me in his smock and hat,
and I cried as I hugged her.
Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said,
"you're my best friend, thanks"
and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know
that I don't want us to be just friends.
I love her but I'm just too shy,
and I don't know why.
A Few Years Later
Now I sit in the pews of the church.
That girl is getting married now.
I watched her say "I do"
and drive off to her new life,
married to another man.
I wanted her to be mine,
but she didn`t see me like that, and I knew it.
But before she drove away,
she came to me and said "you came! thanks"
and kissed me on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know
that I don't want us to be just friends.
I love her but I'm just too shy,
and I don't know why.
Years passed
I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend".
At the service, they read a letter that she had written during her high school years.
This is what it read:
"I stare at him wishing he was mine,
but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it.
I want to tell him,
I want him to know that I don't want us to be just friends,
I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
I wish he would tell me he loved me..."
I wish I did too... I thought to my self, and I cried.
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me.
She was my so called "best friend".
I stared at her long, dark, silky hair,
and wished she was mine.
But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it.
After class, she walked up to me
and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before
i handed them to her. She said "thanks"
and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I wanted to tell her,
I want her to know that I don't want us to be just friends.
I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her.
She was in tears, mumbling on and on
about how her boyfriend had left her.
She asked me to come over
because she didn't feel like being alone, so I did.
As I sat next to her on the sofa,
I stared at her beautiful brown eyes, wishing she was mine.
After 2 hours, one basketball movie, and three bags of chips,
she decided to go to sleep.
She looked at me, said "thanks"
and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her,
I want her to know that I don't want us to be just friends.
I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Senior year
The day before prom
she walked to my locker.
she said; "My date is sick"
he's not feeling well.
I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade,
we made a promise that if neither of us had dates,
we would go together just as "best friends". So we did.
Prom night, after everything was over,
we were standing at her front door step.
I stared at her as she smiled at me
and stared at me with her crystal eyes.
I want her to be mine,
but she isn't thinking of me like that, and I know it.
Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!"
and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her,
I want her to know that I don't want us to be just friends.
I love her but I'm just too shy,
and I don't know why.
Graduation Day
A day passed, then a week, then a month.
Before I could blink, it was graduation day.
I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma.
I want her to be mine,
but she isn't thinking of me like that, and I know it. Before everyone went home,
she came to me in his smock and hat,
and I cried as I hugged her.
Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said,
"you're my best friend, thanks"
and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know
that I don't want us to be just friends.
I love her but I'm just too shy,
and I don't know why.
A Few Years Later
Now I sit in the pews of the church.
That girl is getting married now.
I watched her say "I do"
and drive off to her new life,
married to another man.
I wanted her to be mine,
but she didn`t see me like that, and I knew it.
But before she drove away,
she came to me and said "you came! thanks"
and kissed me on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know
that I don't want us to be just friends.
I love her but I'm just too shy,
and I don't know why.
Years passed
I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend".
At the service, they read a letter that she had written during her high school years.
This is what it read:
"I stare at him wishing he was mine,
but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it.
I want to tell him,
I want him to know that I don't want us to be just friends,
I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
I wish he would tell me he loved me..."
I wish I did too... I thought to my self, and I cried.
Liham Ng Magulang Sa Anak
Sa aking pagtanda, unawain mo sana ako at pagpasensyahan. Kapag dala ng kalabuan ng mata ay nakabasag ako ng pinggan o nakatapon ng sabaw sa hapag kainan, huwag mo sana akong kagagalitan. Maramdamin ang isang matanda. Nagse-self-pity ako sa tuwing sisigawan mo ako.
Kapag mahina na ang tenga ko at hindi ko maintindihan ang sinasabi mo, huwag mo naman sana akong sabihan ng “binge!” paki-ulit nalang ang sinabi mo o pakisulat nalang. Pasensya ka na, anak. Matanda na talaga ako.
Kapag mahina na tuhod ko, pagtiyagaan mo sana akong tulungang tumayo - katulad ng pag-aalalay ko sa iyo noong nag-aaral ka pa lamang lumakad.
Pagpasensyahan mo sana ako kung ako man ay nagiging makulit at paulit ulit na parang sirang plaka. Basta pakinggan mo nalang ako. Huwag mo sana akong pagtatawanan o pagsasawaang pakinggan. Natatandaan mo anak noong bata ka pa? kapag gusto mo ng lobo,paulit- ulit mo ‘yong sasabihin, maghapon kang mangungulit hangga’t hindi mo nakukuha ang gusto mo. Pinagtyagaan ko ang kakulitan mo.
Pagpasensyahan mo na rin sana ang aking amoy. Amoy matanda, amoy lupa. Huwag mo sana akong piliting maligo. Mahina na ang katawan ko. Madaling magkasakit kapag nalamigan, huwag mo sana akong pandirihan. Natatandaan mo noong bata ka pa? Pinatyagaan kitang habulin sa ilalim ng kama kapag ayaw mong maligo.
Pagpasensyahan mo sana kung madalas, ako’y masungit, dala na marahil ito ng katandaan. Pagtanda mo, maiintindihan mo rin.
Kapag may konti kang panahon, magkwentohan naman tayo, kahit sandali lang. inip na ako sa bahay, maghapong nag-iisa. Walang kausap. Alam kong busy ka sa trabaho, subalit nais kong malaman mo na sabik na sabik na akong makakwentohan ka, kahit alam kong hindi ka interesado sa mga kwento ko. Natatandaan mo anak, noong bata ka pa? Pinagtyagaan kong pakinggan at
intindihin ang pautal-utal mong kwento tungkol sa iyong teddy bear.
At kapag dumating ang sandali na ako’y magkakasakit at maratay sa banig ng karamdaman, huwga mo sana akong pagsawaan alagaan. Pagpasensyahan mo na sana kung ako man ay maihi o madumi sa higaan, pagtyagaan mo sana akong alagaan sa mga huling sandali ng aking buhay. Tutal hindi na naman ako magtatagal.
Kapag dumating ang sandali ng aking pagpanaw, hawakan mo sana ang aking kamay at bigyan mo ako ng lakas ng loob na harapin ang kamatayan.
At huwag kang mag-alala, kapag kaharap ko na ang Diyos na lumikha, ibubulong ko sa kanya na pagpalain ka sana… dahil naging mapagmahal ka sa iyong ama’t ina…
Kapag mahina na ang tenga ko at hindi ko maintindihan ang sinasabi mo, huwag mo naman sana akong sabihan ng “binge!” paki-ulit nalang ang sinabi mo o pakisulat nalang. Pasensya ka na, anak. Matanda na talaga ako.
Kapag mahina na tuhod ko, pagtiyagaan mo sana akong tulungang tumayo - katulad ng pag-aalalay ko sa iyo noong nag-aaral ka pa lamang lumakad.
Pagpasensyahan mo sana ako kung ako man ay nagiging makulit at paulit ulit na parang sirang plaka. Basta pakinggan mo nalang ako. Huwag mo sana akong pagtatawanan o pagsasawaang pakinggan. Natatandaan mo anak noong bata ka pa? kapag gusto mo ng lobo,paulit- ulit mo ‘yong sasabihin, maghapon kang mangungulit hangga’t hindi mo nakukuha ang gusto mo. Pinagtyagaan ko ang kakulitan mo.
Pagpasensyahan mo na rin sana ang aking amoy. Amoy matanda, amoy lupa. Huwag mo sana akong piliting maligo. Mahina na ang katawan ko. Madaling magkasakit kapag nalamigan, huwag mo sana akong pandirihan. Natatandaan mo noong bata ka pa? Pinatyagaan kitang habulin sa ilalim ng kama kapag ayaw mong maligo.
Pagpasensyahan mo sana kung madalas, ako’y masungit, dala na marahil ito ng katandaan. Pagtanda mo, maiintindihan mo rin.
Kapag may konti kang panahon, magkwentohan naman tayo, kahit sandali lang. inip na ako sa bahay, maghapong nag-iisa. Walang kausap. Alam kong busy ka sa trabaho, subalit nais kong malaman mo na sabik na sabik na akong makakwentohan ka, kahit alam kong hindi ka interesado sa mga kwento ko. Natatandaan mo anak, noong bata ka pa? Pinagtyagaan kong pakinggan at
intindihin ang pautal-utal mong kwento tungkol sa iyong teddy bear.
At kapag dumating ang sandali na ako’y magkakasakit at maratay sa banig ng karamdaman, huwga mo sana akong pagsawaan alagaan. Pagpasensyahan mo na sana kung ako man ay maihi o madumi sa higaan, pagtyagaan mo sana akong alagaan sa mga huling sandali ng aking buhay. Tutal hindi na naman ako magtatagal.
Kapag dumating ang sandali ng aking pagpanaw, hawakan mo sana ang aking kamay at bigyan mo ako ng lakas ng loob na harapin ang kamatayan.
At huwag kang mag-alala, kapag kaharap ko na ang Diyos na lumikha, ibubulong ko sa kanya na pagpalain ka sana… dahil naging mapagmahal ka sa iyong ama’t ina…
From "The Wedding" by Nicholas Sparks
In the past, words had always failed me at times like this.
Perhaps I'd secretly feared that speaking my feelings aloud
would somehow diminished them.
Yet now I realized how wrong I'd been to withhold my thoughts,
and bringing my lips to her ear,
I whispered the words that i should have never kept inside:
"I love you, and I'm the luckiest man in the world to have you."
"It's funny, but have you ever noticed
that the more special something is,
the more people seem to take it for granted?
It's like they think it won't ever change."
"How many people are ever given that chance?
To have someone you love fall in love with you over and over."
Perhaps I'd secretly feared that speaking my feelings aloud
would somehow diminished them.
Yet now I realized how wrong I'd been to withhold my thoughts,
and bringing my lips to her ear,
I whispered the words that i should have never kept inside:
"I love you, and I'm the luckiest man in the world to have you."
"It's funny, but have you ever noticed
that the more special something is,
the more people seem to take it for granted?
It's like they think it won't ever change."
"How many people are ever given that chance?
To have someone you love fall in love with you over and over."
Lips Of An Angel (Female Version) Lyrics
Sorry for calling you so late
I know it's hard to talk right now
Baby I'm cryin'
There's something I gotta say
You gotta whisper cause you can't be too loud
Well your girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish I was her
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice
Sayin' my name
It sounds so sweet
Comin' from the lips of an angel
Hearin' those words
It makes me weak
And I
Never want to say goodbye
'Cause boy you make it hard to let you go
With the lips of an angel
It's funny that you're callin' me tonight
And yes I dreamt of you too
Does she know your talkin' to me
Will it start a fight
No, you don't think she has a clue
Well your girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish I was her
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice
Sayin' my name
It sounds so sweet
Comin' from the lips of an angel
Hearin' those words
It makes me weak
And I
Never want to say goodbye
'Cause boy you make it hard to let you go
With the lips of an angel
It's really good to hear your voice
Sayin' my name
It sounds so sweet
Comin' from the lips of an angel
Hearin' those words
It makes me weak
And I
Never want to say goodbye
'Cause boy it's just so hard to let you go
With the lips of
And I
Never want to say goodbye
'Cause boy you make it hard to let you go
With the lips of an angel
Baby I'm calling to say I love you
I know it's hard to talk right now
Baby I'm cryin'
There's something I gotta say
You gotta whisper cause you can't be too loud
Well your girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish I was her
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice
Sayin' my name
It sounds so sweet
Comin' from the lips of an angel
Hearin' those words
It makes me weak
And I
Never want to say goodbye
'Cause boy you make it hard to let you go
With the lips of an angel
It's funny that you're callin' me tonight
And yes I dreamt of you too
Does she know your talkin' to me
Will it start a fight
No, you don't think she has a clue
Well your girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish I was her
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice
Sayin' my name
It sounds so sweet
Comin' from the lips of an angel
Hearin' those words
It makes me weak
And I
Never want to say goodbye
'Cause boy you make it hard to let you go
With the lips of an angel
It's really good to hear your voice
Sayin' my name
It sounds so sweet
Comin' from the lips of an angel
Hearin' those words
It makes me weak
And I
Never want to say goodbye
'Cause boy it's just so hard to let you go
With the lips of
And I
Never want to say goodbye
'Cause boy you make it hard to let you go
With the lips of an angel
Baby I'm calling to say I love you
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