I just noticed that I seem to have a fetish for guys who know how to write.
When I was in 2nd year College I had this unbelievable “infatuation” with guy who writes short stories. Amazing short stories, I may say. His works are so deep and dark reading them makes me write as well.
Recently, I came across a Radio DJ’s (whom now is a crush of mine) blog and it was simple yet intelligently written every post make me smile.
But before I discovered the Radio DJ’s blog, I had been reading his blog. His blog that makes me pause and think. His blog that makes me want to do better. His blog that made me cry.
*In the spirit of Morning Rush( with Gino and Fran) Top 10 for today, I have also come up with a letter to my “Future”.
(Maala-ala mo kaya song cue)
WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG???!!!Haha, nah. I’m just kidding. I don’t even actually think you exist or if there’s really someone, somewhere out there for me. But once the day our paths finally cross and head to the same direction, I would really love to intertwine my fingers with yours.
You may need to be extra patient with me since no one really came before you and I’m a newbie to this kind of relationship.
I would love everyday I’ll have with you for I had been patiently waiting for the special days to arrive.
I might even cry sometimes due to happiness but I know you’ll know what the remedy would be. right?
A very BIG tight hug and a kiss in the forehead would do the trick.
I am really looking forward with our “kilig” moments together.
I can’t wait to walk with you hand in hand (at pa-sway-sway pa).
I love you.
I’ll see you on the same day you’ll see me
I’ll know you on the same day you’ll know me
It was one of those days that my friend and I would stroll around our favorite bookstore that I suddenly craved for some French Toast of a famous coffee shop. What was funnier was I also had a “its-the-best-place-to-go-at-this-time” feeling that I even treat my friend.
When we got to the coffee shop, the most craved French Toast was no longer available but my heart (nor my stomach) was not broken, it was rather dancing in GLEE!!!
DAY was there.
My mind was blown away. I just prayed to see him again and there goes the answer. All I could utter at that moment was “thank you”.
Yes. It could be just a coincident( or SERENDIPITY hehe) but what amazed me most with that awesome surprise was how GOD answer prayers in the most unexpected way.
SO GREAT HE IS.
I couldn’t stop looking, checking if my eyes were just tricking my hopeful self but his hair is such strong proof I couldn’t even doubt a second I’m REALLY seeing him.
There goes my hopeless romantic heart
I’ve been there before, I thought I’d never come back
As they say IT moves in mysterious ways
But this time I’d just sit back, relax and let HIM do his ways
I want to know how it feels
when I mark the 365th day I fell head over heals
with the guy who made my dreams real
The guy who’ve made my heart dance and my mind squeal
I want to know how he would feel
when we mark our 365th day together
I want to know how it feels to celebrate with him a happiness that’s so true and so real