These are but vain attempts to express, by one who wears her heart on her sleeve. Words, much like love, can be ever elusive... ever frustrating... like trying to paint a million stories on a single canvass. If you will read, please do not ask. Just feel. Or at least try to. The meaning is, whatever you have felt to be there, or the lack thereof :)

Find me...

And ye shall seek me,and find me, when ye shall search for me with all your heart - Jeremiah 29:13.
i am ever here.
the quiet one with the half smile.
always somewhere near.
but it never dawned on you.

Find me...
where you never thought to look.
it's so easy to mistook that one with the thoughtful eyes,
as just another stranger.

Find me...
i am here.
and everywhere.
but you won't see.
not until you tell your heart :"It is time."
"Not one day more."

Want  me.
Look, and you shall then
find me.

07:29:23 pm
MRT Southbound

fairy tale.

i wish that i can write love stories.
i will write them until they all come true.
i will write them until they become


- untitled ---

my soul is poised on the verge of flight
    merely awaiting its wings.
when with pen and paper, i start to write
  it flies, it soars, it sings.


the roads stretched on
   as the wind
       scattered my thoughts...
it too has burdens,
         but it sang me songs,
             and persuasively lulled me to sleep.
 - 8:30 pm, Calamba going to Bicol
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