Green eyes of yours.

Forever consists of nows.

.

The hardest part is always wanting to be with each other. But the only thing that makes it easier, is using every alternative method there is to be together. Phone, webcamming, etc. Settling for what we have at the moment pays off in the end though.  It’s a test. Seeing how much we really want to be together. Whether we want to enough, to be patient and deal with all the bullshit that happens before the next time we see each other, or finding out that it was all just a waste of time and effort. I don’t want it to be a waste of time. I don’t think you do either. But until then, I’ll be happy with what we can have right now. Because a little bit of something is better than a whole lot of nothing. And a little bit of something means a whole lot of everything if it’s with you. 

The escape.

Take me away.
Bring me with you in that plane.
I want to leave this place.
I only want to be with you.

I know I may be fixated about things.
Tulips tell what my heart is to you now.
Can I just make you my obsession.
You're my perfect distraction.

I want to see the sky.
Holding hands on this flight.
Just you and I.
and maybe just our medication.

To you Mr [D]arcy.

My daily dose of responsibility.

Meet me there.

Today's the day.
The final countdown.
Hibernation here I come!

Oh dear mirror of mine.
I'm sorry for I might have to leave you awhile.
In time, In time. You'll be mine again.
As of today and now,
It's you and me tonight.

1+1=2

Simple math of why.

If I were to describe my smile and enthusiastic anticipation now. It would be this.

Yes. Why. Yes.
The things you're so admirable of.
Your life's journey.
The story it tells.
The brain in your head.
The heart in my hand.
And the wonderful melodious gift you have.

You still want to know why?
It's because........ (=

Aviator.

New shades for a new mood.

Bought in such a bad mood.

Neck wear, it's all good.

You gotta know that it's all you.

Day 6 with love.

Dear Future boyfriend,

Don’t promise me forever, don’t promise me the sun and sky. Don’t pretend to know you’ll never make me cry. Just hold me now and promise me you’ll try.

Love your future girlfriend.

Perfect crime.

You're my mezza mela.

 Let's you and me commit the perfect crime.

I'll steal your heart and you steal mine.

Technicolour.

You give me the kind of feeling people write novels about. ♥

Mon cœur est l'amour vous mon. A picture's worth a thousand words. And that picture just says it all. Even though it isn't as complete as I wanted the numbers to be; 7. Unknowingly, it is. Because there are 7 different sky there. The open sky and 6 being bottled up. Dearest bunny. I think it's fate I found the earlier picture of a bunny wrapped in yellow towel. Similarity familiarity. This would be a post for tomorrow, for day 7, but I just love how the words fall in place of this thought and picture perfect, so perfect. Only you make me fluctuate like the unstable weather I have around. One moment temperature that only you can do. The queer good feeling, YES, only those found in novels, those love stories. It is just unexplainable and fuzzy in all the warm and cold places.Ang aking puso longs para sa iyo.

Steady Ready. Are you?

A new month.
Almost another profession.
Might I have screwed things up?
Too afraid to think of it.
Ten days to go.
Are you ready?
I'm ready.
Leopard so quick.
You shant run away though.
At least not for the five days.

Happy Labour's Day everyone.
New songs for a new month.
Gotta reschedule a lot.

But I'm still ready.

Call to you.

I know not of the reasons for these tears.

Were they from fear or...

Just purely messages my heart is screaming to tell.

I know not why they fall.

Your voice was all I need.

I could stay up all day just listening to you.

Your voice. Just brings a sense of calmness to my heart.

When all hope felt lost,

You made it all better.

Your key just brought me back to life.

Giving me strength to move on to the next moment.

Sing me to sleep.

Sing to me your sweet serenade.

Never stay silent,

If I’m still ever in your head.

For you my darling have never left me astray. 

Cinematic dream.

Am bringing popcorn to bed. Cos I'm gonna dream something with YOU in it, and it'll be AWESOME! (: ♥

Twelfth Night.

"If music be the food of love, play on,
Give me excess of it; that surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die."
— William Shakespeare

Meaning:

"Music is said to be the food of love in the sense that enlivens love and rejuvenates it...; the person is utterly frustrated in love..., he feels that an excess of love might cure his passion for and obsession with love...the way if one eats too much he loses appetite for more food."

Second chance in my head.

I fast forwarded time in my head.

It was bliss,
But both had no idea of what to do.
God knows I didn't.
Shy to any action.
I wish I hadn't.
It feels like I'm given a second chance to make it right.
Until that day.
Let's make it right the second time again.
Living it again.
Happiest.

Voice of you.

Good morning day 14.
Though listening to your voice was only a minute and at times less.
A few sentences.
But hearing you makes my day right.
You're the french drug to that schizophrenic heart and mind of mine.
And the song that had to come up was half life.

I'm awake in the afternoon

I fell asleep in the living room

and it's one of those moments

when everything is so clear

before the truth goes back into hiding

I want to decide 'cause it's worth deciding

to work on finding something more than this fear

It takes so much out of me to pretend

tell me now, tell me how to make amends

maybe, I need to see the daylight

to leave behind this half-life

don't you see I'm breaking down

lately, something here don't feel right

this is just a half-life

is there really no escape?

no escape from time

of any kind

I keep trying to understand

this thing and that thing, my fellow man

I guess I'll let you know

when i figure it out

but I don't mind a few mysteries

they can stay that way it's fine by me

and you are another mystery i am missing

It takes so much out of me to pretend

maybe, I need to see the daylight

to leave behind this half-life

don't you see I'm breaking down

Lately, something here don't feel right

this is just a half-life

is there really no escape?

no escape from time

of any kind

come on lets fall in love

come on lets fall in love

come on lets fall in love

again

'cause lately something here don't feel right

this is just a half-life,

without you I am breaking down

wake me, let me see the daylight

save me from this half-life

let's you and I escape

escape from time

come on lets fall in love

come on lets fall in love

come on lets fall in love

again 

Hopefully Day 14 will be a great day.
I know it will. It just has to be!
Cheers to you all reading and a very Good Morning to all of you from here to wherever you may be.
Smiles. (:

15 going on 14.

Jet lag.

Simple Plan

What time is it where you are?
I miss you more than anything
Back at home you feel so far
Waitin for the phone to ring
It's gettin lonely livin upside down
I don't even wanna be in this town
Tryin to figure out the time zones makin me crazy

You say good morning
When it's midnight
Going out of my head
Alone in this bed
I wake up to your sunset
It's drivin me mad
I miss you so bad
and my heart heart heart is so jetlagged

What time is it where you are?
5 more days and i'll be home
I keep your picture in my car
I hate the thought of you alone

I've been keepin busy all time
Just to try to keep you off my mind
Tryin to figure out the time zones makin me crazy
I miss you so bad
I wanna share your horizon
and see the same sunrising
Turn the hour hand back to when you were holding me.

Last hour of 16.

Your last words were:

I'll always be with you no matter where I am in the world.

PS: This here sort of resembles you. Teehee! 

Bon voyage mon précieux. 

No matter where you are now, just so you know, you're always missed, 

and have never left my heart and mind. 

The memories I shall treasure always. 

Until day 1 where you and I will start with first glances as strangers again.

h&k.

Unreally Real.

I know now.

I shall grasp your words tight.

And never doubt them.

I know now.

They are real.

You are real.

Remember the reasons why this is all so real now than ever before.

Flaky times will come,

and the strength you need, I need, will come from this memory.

The memory of what it is.

Unreally real.

Creepy crawly.

The way you creep in.

Of course not saying that you have scary long nail-like-claw hand, but you get the idea.
I miss you even if you're sneak up on my mind in such spine-chilling way.