i do.
i miss the cheesiness.
i miss being held.
i miss the conversations.
i miss gasping for air just coz he's in the room.
i miss being somebody else's someone.
more than that, i miss being in love.
my friends keep telling me, after all the wrong, the right guy will eventually come. i have so much love to give. more than enough to go around family and friends. i have plenty.
i told my friend today, somewhere, someone is looking for me. it's just a matter of time.
sometimes though, i can't help but think what if he doesn't come? what if no one is really there? now that's really sad. and depressing. but there's that chance. what if?
:(
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2 comments:
Mother --- remember what you told me about us being works of art? Art, sometimes, needs to take some time.
Minsan nga lang --- may katagalan.
You will have your turn, my dear, and I will be one of the happiest.
What if it doesn't happen? Well - eto eh last resort lang naman: tayo ang pinakamagandang nilalang sa retirement home, sipping virgin pinacoladas by the pool side. Hahaha.
Hahhaha! Ayoko yata ng retirement home mother!
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