Fall

Just like the leaves, I’ve fallen for you

And I know,

You can’t always catch the things that fall

But why do I still hope

When I know you’ll never do

 

Just like the leaves, I’ve fallen for you

And I know, I shouldn’t have

But just like the direction of wind,

I can never control love

 

Just like the leaves, I’ve fallen for you

I’m hopelessly lost,

That I couldn’t even tell how far I’ve fallen

But I don’t care,

As long as you’re there to pick me up

 

Just like the leaves, I’ve fallen for you

And I know that falling means loving,

And loving means hurting

But how could I run

When all I could ever think was falling

 

Just like the leaves, I’ve fallen for you

And I wanted to be the one you’ll hold,

Not the one you just adore

But I don’t understand…

Just like the leaves, why can’t my feelings wither too?

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An Open Letter to the Friend I’ve Lost

Things might have changed in our friendship but still, there were days I would think about you.

It still breaks my heart to look back and think of all the good times we shared- how we would laugh at our stupidest jokes and how we would talk about the dreams and secrets that only both of us knew. We were a bit deeper than that, or so I thought.  But I guess some good things just don’t last. I wanted to thank my lucky stars that it wasn’t us. But it was.

I knew, with the deepest certainty I’ve ever felt, we weren’t anymore the same people we once were.

It’s amazing how time changes things. But I never knew time could change you that quick. At first I was confused with all your awkward silences. How else was I supposed to know what was going on? I could face all the pains and doubts as long as they weren’t from you. But they were and it hurts.

I wondered maybe life pulls us in different directions for us to learn and grow. But it’s just sad that we had to grow apart. It sure was painful. Even with the brief time we’d been together, the idea of us drifting apart still makes my heart sink.

I used to think you were my friend who would patiently stay with me. A friend who would gladly clap to my victories. A friend who would always try to understand my words and actions. And a friend who would defend me in my absence.

But I guess I thought wrong. Maybe you just weren’t.

For the last time, I tried to reach out. You didn’t.

Whenever people ask me about you, I just couldn’t bring myself to answer. I had no idea. Whenever I see you hanging out with your new friends, I couldn’t help but wonder whether you’ve been thinking of me too. And I hope you still remember everything. Because I do.

I missed you. But how could I run after people who wouldn’t even bother to do the same? How could I anymore trust people who couldn’t even trust me?

I think we both know this is the end of the line. But with all the heartaches and whatnots, I still thank you for coming into my life. Thank you for you taught me to be stronger. I wish you well. And I hope you are happy, even without me.

Speaking of Love

The most we are taught, as children, is to believe in love. They say that genuine happiness comes from a love that is true and pure. Well, it’s true. There is no greater happiness than loving a person and being loved in return.

Love is one of the best things that can happen to a person. It comes in your life in the least expected time and unconsciously sweeps you off your feet. It will make you realize how beautiful and bright the world is as long as you are together.

But despite all of these amazing things, love is far from a fairy tale. The fantasy that we hoped is what sets us up for disappointment. Because love isn’t always a bed of roses. It also has its thorns but you learn to love it, anyway.  It can bring you pain as much as it brings you happiness. It makes you cry but the thought of having someone who cares deeply for you, can make you smile instantly. That’s the beauty of it. You can just take the thorns off roses and be happy again.

But just as how roses bloom, they also wither. Love, no matter how much you take care of it, if it isn’t meant to grow and live, it will die.

Building a lasting relationship is hardwork, as they say. It is a long, sometimes painful process that shouldn’t be rushed. Some relationships had tragic endings despite their happy beginnings.

But don’t give up. Just don’t. No matter how painful it may be, love is still the greatest thing that can happen to you. Love isn’t all about waiting for your prince charming who would ride to your house on his white horse or finding a fairy godmother who can help you with just one wave of her magic wand. It’s about finding someone who values your worth and respects your dreams, and someone who would make you accept yourself and appreciate reality.

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