I was praying I could meet somebody. And you came in to my life unexpectedly.
You said I was beautiful
I shed a tear
You told me you needed to think
It was my first heartache
I cried like a river
I tell myself I am strong enough to pick up the pieces
Although I am broken
My world ended
There will come a time
Wherein I can be with someone
Who will love me unconditionally
With no exceptions and conditions
Love that will stand the test of time
Love that has no boundaries
Love that is simple but meaningful
Running through my head
You are not on my mind
Forced to face the truth but I still think about you
Love is never just a feeling.
But I think its a commitment.
Love is not dependent on warm, fuzzy feelings.
But its extending yourself to someone else.
Love is never just about saying or blurting it out.
But its how you express it to your other half.
Love is never generic.
But its special, important and specific.
Love is not just a four letter word.
It has a meaning, a definition.
And with that… this is love in perspective.
I am here. You are there. We are miles and miles apart.
I cannot touch nor hold you. But my feelings for you are like currents sent across the sea.
You cannot hear my voice but my words run deep through my veins and in to your soul.
My face you cannot imagine but my emotions soar through the sky for you.
I long to hold your hand entwined with mine. To touch and to feel you.
I wish to listen to your voice. To hear your laughter and words of desire.
I want to see your face. To admire each and every feature.
For now I have to make do from across the distance. A thousand miles away from you.
But my love crosses boundaries even time and space cannot contain.
–From the Random Ramblings of Pink Bonnet Girl
I get to feel every emotion but I get nothing back in return. I am willing, surrendering but there is nothing.
I want to give so much love but the feeling is unreciprocated. Like hitting a wall of bricks its a love he does not feel.
I exist but in his presence I am invisible. I matter but with him I am insignificant. I want to give up as I lay down my heart.
I stand in the side lines wanting to surrender. This is the love I will always remember.
It is the most painful type of love. One sided love. Unrequited love.
I saw you standing and felt your presence. My heart was raising my breath was rushing. It was the longest minute of my life.
I have yet to see your face and your smile. And all it takes is a single turn to answer the questions that lingered my mind.
By the time you turned my eyes were wide open. I awoke from sleep and the dream had faded.
I say your name under my breath. Thinking and wishing I could get a glimpse of you as I close my eyes and go back in slumber.
I am pretty sure that you (Angel) will hate me for posting this but I just thought it was a wonderful afternoon well spent post work. Plus it has been quite some time since we actually talked even though we bump into each other at work. We mostly just have greetings of hi’s and hello’s (which is quite sad actually).
I love talking to you because you have no pre judgments whatsoever. I feel like I can tell you anything (probably only 3 people in the entire world I can do this with). We are total opposites but you push me to do things I would never ever thought of doing.
Remember when we were in Kuala Lumpur you made me ask a complete stranger to borrow his map and look for directions… I would never have done that on my own… you made me do that!
|Angel & Me in our Malaysian Adventure and our fondness for egg tarts!
Oh you made me ride a freaking mini roller coaster of sorts at Genting Highlands… I have never cursed so much in my life…. that ride was a complete torture! And because you took a video of it making a complete humiliation of myself I might as well place it here cause I have to admit its a funny video and well its my only proof that I have ridden such a ride.
I miss that trip hopefully in the near future we can do it again! It was so memorable aside from the fact that it was with you its my first and only trip outside the Philippines with a friend.
Thank you for making time for me today. You know how much I value you as a friend and my separation anxiety with you LOL (okay that is an inside joke). You are truly heaven sent! (ok this a cheesy line but I can’t help it I had to do it). Plus thank you for always visiting in my site you are one of the few people I know who does visit and actually read my posts.
It was such a blissful day… until my next blog post!
(A girl who takes a while to warm up to people but values friendship tremendously).
I kind of believe that Filipinos are attached to so many superstitions and beliefs. Nothing is quite wrong with it as long as it does not harm anyone.
The same thing goes for my work place we have many of these and they are hilarious but that kind of what makes work fun and entertaining.
- VANITY RULE. The moment you put makeup during work hours it will be TOXIC. By the end of your shift it will seem like you did not put makeup at all from running around and admitting patients.
- THE ODD MAN OUT. If you are the one who is singled out the busyness of the shift will be blamed on you.
- TRACK RECORDS. There are specific work people that no matter what shift you put them in their TOXIC… if you are on duty with them its bound to be busy.
- The DIRTY LIVING RULE. If you are the endorsement nurse and it becomes busy most staff would think that you did something the night before which caused the imbalance of patient and nurse ratio the next day.
- THE RULE OF 8. If its the 8th of any month expect a lot of deliveries/ elective cases. It’s a lucky number.
- EXTRA FORMS. If you bring out too many blank forms it will be filled up and you will eventually have to refill forms.
- THEY COME IN 3’s. If you admit a patient it will NEVER be a single patient but they will come in three’s. Always in 3’s.
These are just some the beliefs we have at work that does not make sense at all but we hold on to it anyways. It actually makes our work load lighter cause we get to blame these rules. In short, we just want to blame it on something or find justification for our busyness. But in reality, our area is just very seasonal and when it rains it pours!
More on the rule of 8 as it nears… until my next blog post!
(The anxious work person… and the girl with the track record for being toxic)