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Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Mushy mushy mushy...MUSHY!

Natutuwa ako sa Absolute Merge ng FGs namin kanina. Aba aba aba, I would like to congratulate the FGs for a job well done. Makikita mo kasi talaga ang effort nila pasayahin kami.

Naiyak ako kanina sa performance ng isa sa mga FGs. Mali--- hindi pa pala siya nagpeperform nun, ikinukwento pa lang nya ang backgrounder ng kanyang literary piece nung naiyak ako. Natatawa pa ako nung una, pero bigla na lamang talaga akong naiyak.

Pasintabi sa FG na ito. Hindi ko na sasabihin kung sino ka, pero inaacknowledge ko naman na ikaw ang gumawa nito. Ang ganda. Wala akong masabi. Swak. Parang tinusok niya bigla ang puso ko.

I Am In Love

How do I start? I am thinking of you yet you probably are not thinking of me. I have questioned in the past days what I am to do and nothing seems to fit. I am scared of scaring you away that I cannot make a move. I am still. Even as the wind calls me to sleep, I cannot. I stir every time I close my eyes only to find I am back on earth and no longer soaring. I want to be free as the wind. Yet I cannot.

I saw a rose today only to find that its beauty paled in comparison to what I see in you. I miss you the same way the rose misses the sun.
And I cannot help but miss you. For I love you.

I gaze at the sky at night and think of you. I miss you. The moon reminds me of your face, how I long to touch it but never will. I glance at a puddle of water and I see the moon. I touch it, but the moment I do, it disappears. And I miss you. And I am scared. I am afraid because I long to tell you how I feel but I feel I never will. And it hurts. And I want to cry but my tears would be in vain. You would never see them. You would never hear them. You would never feel them. And it hurts. For that is all that matters to me. I am in love and you are the one I love.

And I think of you. And I am afraid. And I am scared. And I miss you. And I am in love. And you are the one I love.

Grabe, noh? How is it possible na I am feeling the same feeling that the poem illustrates?

May sasabihin ako. Hindi ko alam kung bakit ako naiyak. Naiyak ba ako dahil natutuwa akong naisatitik na ang damdaming hindi ko maipahayag? Naiyak ba ako dahil ang akdang ito ang nagmulat sa akin sa isang katotohanan? Siguro nga. Pero katotohanan na ano? Naiiyak ba ako dahil napapagod na ako? Pero bakit ako napapagod?

Putangina. Baka tama si Ate Aissa. Baka nga dapat tigilan ko na ‘to.



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