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Afterthought

Would you remember my name even when our time passed by?

Would you greet me with a smile even with our previous painful goodbye?

Would you dare meet my eyes if we don’t remember our past lives?

Would we end up the same fate as ours today if we forget those painful memories we made?

Would we even cross paths again if we happen to remember each other after some time?

Would we? Wouldn’t we?

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Bookworm

There’s this void within me. An empty pit that’s being filled with loneliness and self loathe. Once it’s full with unpleasant emotions and thoughts, it empties itself.

I try my hardest to fill it with bright light, with smiles and laughters of happiness. But for every emotion I put, its replaced with two or three dark thoughts.

It’s never ending. On and on it goes; a vicious cycle. I’m drifting back and fort, like a book enthusiast reading one book after the other. I start over only to reach the end and start once again.

I wondered most of the times as I wallow in loneliness, where does this emptiness begins? Is it because of feeling lost? The fear of being disappointment? The inevitable failure that awaits?

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Stars

Because we are all stars. We shine the brightest in our darkest of hours. And as we shine, we guide those stars that haven’t found their light yet. For us humans are stars, and we shine, even if not now, but eventually, the brightest we can.

Posted in Poems

A silent plea to your heart

I hope you find pieces of me in all the places you will be.

I hope you miss me in every song the radio will play.

I hope you see me in every memory you will make.

I hope you find pieces of me in yourself and remember where I’ll be.

I hope you find enough pieces of me to realize you love me as much as I love you.

I hope you find the pieces of me to remind you how much I mean to you, today and for the rest of tomorrows.

I hope you find those pieces in our most troubled days.

I hope you find those pieces and realize that for every part of me in your hands, there are parts of you too.

I hope you find me even when someone else has won you.

I hope you find the pieces of me in your pocket and find comfort in each one of those.

I hope you find the pieces of me.

I hope and pray.

I hope that when you do, you also realize that I will never be done loving you.

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Pride March 2018

#RiseUpTogether

Change is constant. Inevitable.

Throughout the history of mankind, change has been there, lurking in the shadows, just around the corner, waiting to happen. Change is not a matter of if but a matter of when, because it is bound to happen no natter what course of action to prevent it were taken.

And today our society is subject to a turning point where the change were initiated by the people that fights for their equal valued existence, free from hate and degradation, and a life welcomed by the society we came to know of.

Hence, we the LGBTQ community, will rise up, and fight back. Now more than ever. We will fight until we reach the turning point that will define our future and those of the next generations to come. We will fight because it is bound to happen.

It will happen.

Sooner or later.

I am bisexual. And this is my fight.

I will rise up.

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City of thoughts

Disclaimer: Photo not mine. Credits to the owner.

In the midst of all the noise at the heart of the city, a mind rests relentlessly, my mind. Whether I’m in the middle of conversation or my mind just sits idly, a recurring thought continues to haunt me.

“Why do you love me?”

Why? Why? Why?

But my mind worries feverishly.

Why? Why? Why?

Is it my smile? Or my eyes?

Tell me why my love.

For it soothes my anxiety and worry.

For it cures my insecurities.

Its a crazy, scary thought.

And most of it comes when my mind overthinks.

Posted in Unsent Letters to You (One great love)

Heartbeat

I would, without a doubt, still take you back in a heart beat.

I would, without a doubt, still come running back to your side if you asked me to.

As fast as my heart beats. As instant as my pulse.

I would, without a doubt.

But not anymore.

Because you wouldn’t take me back the same way I would take you.

Because you wouldn’t that I won’t anymore.

Because my heart beats for the very reason yours do: to live.

Because my heart beats for every memories, good or bad, that I make.

Because my heart beats as natural as my breathing, as vital as every inhale and exhale.

Because my heart don’t beat for you, for us anymore.

Because it beats for myself, for my own, to remind me that I have every reason to live.

Because it beats fast with adrenaline, and excitement instead of your touch.

Because it beats fast with fear, palpitations and anxiety instead of my worry for you.

Because my heart beats.

For every reason there is besides you, except you.

Posted in Letters

Love me

Hey,

 

Love me like I’m worth it, like I’m worth all the love and care out there.

Love me like I’m able to make you the happiest, like I’m making you happy the way you make me.

Love me like I’m more than enough, like I’m enough to make you dream of our future.

Love me like I’m not broken, flawed or imperfect, like I’m still worth accepting.

Love me like I’m deserving of you, like I’m not somebody but someone that really deserves all of you.

Love me like I’m needing you, like I’m needing your presence and existence into my life.

But most of all, love me like you love yourself, like I’m not part of you but you want me to.

Because I love you and I know you’re worth it. Because I love you and I know you make me the happiest.

Because I love you and I know you’re more than enough.

Because I love you and I know you’re not perfect but just right for me.

Because I love you and I know I don’t deserve you but I try to be the one deserving of you.

Because I love you and I know I need you.

Because I love you and I know I want you to be part of me.

 

– Nerd

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I love you, mi amor.

“In a world where science is almost the answer to every question I have, from how to why, I met you. I met you and suddenly I don’t have any answer as to why my heart beats faster than the usual, why I suddenly gasp for more air, why I crave your presence more than anything else, or why holding your hand makes me look forward the future. I met you and you effortlessly made me question everything I believed in. You made me question everything and gave me answers better than the one I’m used to have. I met you and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I wouldn’t have you any other way, because I love you. And when I say ‘I love you’, it doesn’t just mean I love you, it is so much more than that; it means so much more than that.

I love you and it doesn’t just mean I love the good things in you, it means that I love you and will still love you despite those flaws and imperfections you have. I love you and it doesn’t just mean I love you for numbered days or months, it means that I love you and will love you for as long as I am allowed to. I love you and it doesn’t just mean I love you because of the good memories we share or the things you do for me, it means that I love you and will still love you, even in the midst of arguments, misunderstanding and fights, and even if you stopped doing it for me. I love you and it means I trust you and I hope you also trust me too. I love you and it means I’m willing to hold your hand when everybody wants to hold until when nobody else wants it. I love you and it means choosing to understand, forgive and love you more than to just leave and walk away. I love you and it means I miss you even though I’m just with you a few seconds ago. I love you and it means losing you will never be an option and neither is giving up. I love you and it means I will never intentionally hurt you. I love you and it means that you make me the happiest with the simplest things you do. I love you and it means you’re more than enough for me. I love you and it means that I’m always thankful that you see me when they don’t. I love you and it means I will always be your number one supporter. I love you and it means I will always want what’s the best for you. I love you and it means I will be at your darkest. I love you and it means I want to know you more every single day that will come. I love you and it means I’m lucky I met you and that I’m lucky because it’s you. I love you and it means thousands of words are enclosed with it to convey why and how much I love you and I feel for you, but it’s too long to say, so I’m settling with these three words.

 

I love you, mi amor.

Remember that every time I say I love you, it means so much more.”