reasons...

C: Wake Up! V, wake up! You’re physically still awake but what’s fantasy and reality seems to have merged in your head.

V: I asked him to be honest. He said he will be. He said he’ll try.

C: Oh, he’s being genuine. That’s who he really is and apparently, you want him for reasons only you know. Let’s dissect, why do you want him?

V: I can’t even think straight to answer that. C: Okay. If you can’t think of reasons why you want him… think of reasons why you can’t leave.

18 hours after

V: my reasons… because I like being close to him, even if he smells like vinegar just now. Because we can talk and laugh for hours and still find things to talk and laugh about. Because even after spending two awkward days with him and his family, I still don’t want the day to end…because it just wouldn't be like going home if he's not there.

C: Awww. How sweet. That’s because he’s your comfort zone. You know, he has to know.

f u s e

Love and hate.
Hate and love.

They say there’s a thin line between love and hate. But what if the two have merged in some way, in a way where you can’t separate them anymore and that thin line has disappeared? How will you know which is which?

These two are a lethal mix. Dangerous. Risky. fatal. It can lead to over 16 stab wounds… sometimes, even more.

I know what I’m doing. I know where all these will lead. I know how this will end. I know this like the back of my hand. Memorized all the lines. Familiar will every crease, curve and bump. I know how painful this will be. But I’m still here. Yet again.

So what?

If you knew what’s going to happen, will this somehow, cushion the blow? Or will the anticipation just make it more painful? If you know what kind of pain you’re facing, will the expectation make it seem more painful than the actual pain? Or will the preparation help make it a little less painful?

There’s a science to this. And it’s proven, time and again, never to work.

timeless

I know someone who cried so hard, she popped an artery in her cornea and literally shed blood from her eye. i can only wonder what kind of pain someone goes through to burst open a vein in her eye for crying so hard. I wish I could tell her that everything will turn out right, eventually. I wish I could, somehow take her mind off that tragedy. I wish I knew what to say and do to make her feel a bit less wounded. But I know that there’s nothing I can say or do to lessen her pain. In my heart, I know that even time can’t heal that kind of pain. It doesn’t hurt any less... you just get used to the pain. It doesn’t fade.

Because that pain, like love of the real kind, does not fade. It doesn’t end.

I just wish I could be there to hold her hand while she shed her tears of blood.

sigh.

ever met someone and knew you've been waiting for that person all your life?

let me count the ways...

a friend sent me this email... and true enough, it made me smile. a breath of fresh air at a time when it's so hard to find things to smile about...

23 Ways To Make ivy Smile

1 . Tell her she is beautiful, not hot, fine or sexy.
2 . Hold her hand even if just for a second.
3 . Kiss her on the forehead.
4 . Leave her messages to wake up to.
5. When she is upset hold her tight and tell her how much she means to you.
6. Recognize the small things . . . they usually mean the most.
7 . Sing to her no matter how horrible your voice is.
8. Take long walks with her.
9 . Pick her over all the other girls you hang out with.
10 . Write her notes. {she loves them}
11 . Play with her hair.
12 . Sit in the park and just talk to her.
13. Tell her funny jokes, tell her stupid jokes, just make her laugh. (trust me, it’s not that hard to make her laugh.)
14 . Text her in the middle of the night just because you miss her.
15 . Let her fall asleep in your arms.
16 . If she's mad at you, kiss her.
17 . Give her piggyback rides.
18 . Bring her flowers just because.
19 . Treat her the same around your friends as you do when you are alone.
20 . Look her in the eyes and smile.
21 . Slow dance with her, even if there isn't any music playing.
22 . Kiss her in the rain.
23 . And if you love her, tell her.

i'm sure this is one of those forwarded stuff... but the way he personalized it... of course, made me smile.

why don't you...

...hurry?

i want to wear that watch you gave me last last christmas.