My little Butterflies.

Showing posts with label Heart'sPerseverance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Heart'sPerseverance. Show all posts

Sunday, August 18, 2013

Won't you?


“Most of us have, at one point, uttered this word.

Perhaps under our breath, as a whisper, fading into the nitrogen of the air. Or written down on a piece of paper, ink bleeding into the organic fibers of the parchment.

Some of us have even screamed this word, a desperate plea, an extended promise, one hand outreached, impatient for another. Some of us have weaved this word into lullabies; some have murmured it between tears and midnight kisses.

'Stay.'”

Thursday, August 8, 2013

正在一个女朋友。

 
Being a girlfriend. 
Being a girlfriend is not just about being beautiful and attractive for your guy. It’s not just about letting him chase you, letting him do sweet things every time you’re mad at him and not just receiving flowers and gifts during your anniversaries. It’s not about doing those girly things just to get his attention and not just about feeling mighty every time he did everything you want. It’s also being an emotional partner wherein you support him in every opportunity that he takes, you appreciate everything that he does for you and you thank him for doing it, you remind him on the things he must do and what he must not. Just because you know that you can always keep him on his feet, doesn’t mean you can manipulate him. You understand him not just as a partner but as individual too. you help him in every way showing him, that in a relationship, there’s no “I” or “you”, there’s only “we” and “us”. You know also that a man has their ego, and even when it become a little irritating sometimes, you still understand that it’s a part of his nature. A girlfriend is not just a term, it also has responsibilities that every girl must know. You’re a friend, a sister, a second mom, a teacher, and a best friend.

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Horridly dreaded.

 
“What a terrible thing it is to wound someone you really care for, and to do it so unconsciously.”
—  Haruki Murakami

Sponged.

Untouched, it seems just as it is.
Even if its torn, or broken up.
It works brilliantly,
taking in any liquid; both clear or polluted, coloured or colourless.




...but like everything else, it has its limits.
Steadily broken.


I tried, and now I don't think I can feel again.
Why? I don't understand why.
I don't even know if I want to know why.
I'm tired of being a sponge.

Is it so hard to love and not be hurt?
It's easy to love. But it is hard to love and not be loved in return.
Why can't I love and not expect you to love me back?
Why can't I care and be happy for you not caring?

Kindly tell me if you do, or do not.
And put me out of my misery.
Sometimes I have a feeling, 
that this is to get back at me for breaking your heart once upon a time ago.
I had my reasons. I still do. 
If only you knew.. then maybe you'll see me differently.

I guess only God can do that.
I'm not God, but I'm a workaholic.
Maybe that's how Spongebob stays so happy, with his krabby patties.

Sunday, July 14, 2013

Two is better than one.


In a relationship, you need somebody who's gonna call you out, not somebody who's gonna let everything slide. You need somebody who doesn't want to live without you, but can. Not somebody that is dependent but somebody who is stronger with you. A relationship is two people, not one.

Believe in you, For you.


Nobody tells you 
it's okay to call yourself beautiful
it's okay to smile at mirrors
and it's perfectly fine
to say your own eyes are pretty.

It is wonderful to love your waist
and your legs
regardless of their size
and you are not conceited
if you use your fingers to list
everything you're good at
rather than point
at all your own flaws

You can acknowledge you're smart
and that you will go places
and you will be someone
greater than your mistakes

You can't always expect 
other people to believe in yourself
for you.


Saturday, July 13, 2013

Don't give up.

   

I love her. 
And yes, you'll survive this. Just hang on, things will work out.

Receiving end.

 

I can get overly emotional. I say too much. Care too much. Express too little. I may not be the prettiest or flawless flower in the field. But I will love you, and every part of you there is to offer. I will see your flaws, and I will love them just as much as I love your strengths. I will be the one to kiss your lips awake in the morning; and sing you to sleep at night. I will love you so deeply that even the ocean would be jealous. I have many flaws; but loving you is not one of them.

Monday, March 11, 2013

All or Nothing


If you love me
for what you see,
only your eyes would be
in love with me.

If you love me
for what you've heard,
then you would love me
for my words.

If you love
my heart and mind,
then you will love me
for all that I am.

But if you don't love
my every flaw,
then you mustn't love me-
not at all.

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Falling, Crashing; still Standing.



Time and time again, 
we love people who we cannot have.
Falling in love 
with those whom we can't be with.

Nothing hurts more than being so near yet so far.

My little quirks, 
not all will accept.
My insecurities,
not all shall bear with.
My clingy heart,
not all so uncomplaining.

It's so hard to find someone who'd love you unconditionally.

This heart's forever searching,
for its one and only.
I think I have found you,
This heart is beating for you.

...but am I your heart's last falling?

We could be everything together. 
We can make each other happy.
Kissing each other freely, 
and love with great urgency, not hastily. 

Darling, wherever you are, I'll be here; waiting patiently.

Sunday, November 11, 2012

Don't stop chasing.


Don’t stop chasing.
I think that one of the biggest reason why relationships do not work out in the long run is because at one point, one side (or both) stops trying. Before one claims another person as their significant other, they would do anything to make that person happy. They would chase, they would flirt, they would be charming. They would send daily morning and goodnight texts every time you wake up or go to sleep. They would write corny messages and pick up lines just to make sure that there is a smile upon your face. But once they claim you as theirs, all of those things eventually stop. The 5 page texts slowly turn into 1. The constant calls turn into not calling at all. And the lovely endearments turn into daily arguments. In order for a relationship to work, don’t ever stop chasing. Just because the person you want is now consider “yours”, it does not mean they deserve anything less than the time when you’re trying to win them over.

Friday, November 9, 2012

Love Surplus.


So much love this heart contains,
Yet no where, no soul want gain.


What oh what shall I do with you?



Friday, October 12, 2012

Sunday, October 7, 2012

May I take your hand?


 
Holding hands may seem like an innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers. Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body. To take a hold of another’s hand is to break from living individually. It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with anothers, to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone. More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affection, i.e kissing, hugging, etc., the act of holding hands is often trivialized in its true implications.

Saturday, August 25, 2012

Gazing from here.


I could just stare at you like this forever . 
You make my heart flutter. 
The seriousness in your eyes, how they draw me to them, 
Yet the playfulness in your smile makes my heart skips beats. 
You know who you are; Amor.
So I'll just sit here quietly, 
staring beyond this window I'm caged in.
Hoping for dreams to come true.
Yearning for that day. Going all the way.
For you; Mas valioso.

Thursday, August 23, 2012

Unscripted friendship.

“Friends can be incredible sometimes, but have you ever had a friend that can be really annoying or really mean to you? Friends shouldn’t stab you in the back. Have you ever wondered if your friend has ever said stuff about you to their other friends? It gets pretty intimidating sometimes to think about that. What I’m saying is to find your friends that are real. Don’t keep the ones that are fake and are just friends with you for what you have. Be strong. Don’t take no for an answer. Never back down. Stand up for what you believe in. Friends are great to have, but just be cautious. 一Austin Mahone.

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

You're it.

“But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would suddenly become special and precious, wouldn’t it?”
— Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Not only teens; Everyone.

Do you know what growing up is about? Losing things.
But don't fret or be sad, because for everything you have missed, you always have something to gain from it. 
You are stronger than you were yesterday.

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