60 Sighs

There are days when life fucks everything up and there will be people who would try you.
But you have people who can make you laugh.
They remind you what’s important.
They remind you not to give up.

They are far more important than all the bullshits around us.
Carefully peruse your life.
Go away from those who knock on your door only to crush your soul.
Leave those who don’t do you good.

Choose. Refuse. Never be an excuse.

Crossings

Step after step I pause
Thinking lift after lift
You should be beside me as I cross
I often thought of these things as part of our clause

Not a single plan that came across without you in my mind
For all the things I wish, you have aways been considered
And even with the last stroke of my wishing wand, I would give it up
You mean that much

And all the while I thought there’s nothing like our bond.

But step after step
You take a sideway glance
You are silently taking a path
Far away from where I stand

Creating plans after plans
As you march with a different band
Quietly seeking for things away
As you silently let go of my hand

xx

1000 Things

And the good thing about memory is nobody can take it away from you
It can be a good portal
A selfish one
A place full of memento

Of the good and the bad
But mostly good…
The kind that makes you smile
The kind that feels like a long, warm embrace

The things that can run inside your head for an extra mile
and just stay there
At times a little
More often for a long while

But they are yours
Even if the people in the picture aren’t there anymore
Or have shifted his or her role
Even then, good memories will never fail to hit us to the core

xx

Intentions

Those rose-colored nights went astray
We were so happy
How come we easily forgot the days?

I was there for you
Rooting for everything that you do
I thought you would,too.

I stood silent when I realized you can’t
A little portion of my heart wanted for you to repent
Waited too long but days just got spent

I opted for the steady road and paved the way
Instead you bit me behind my back
Showering me with unnecessary attack

I was there for you
Helped when I can
How come you still chose to break my heart, my friend?

x

Unfollow

Can someone tell who doesn’t have a problem at the moment?
No, I’m not talking about your life and deaths.

Let’s discuss our very human concerns like
let’s say… not having enough coffee this morning?
Or missing 5 minutes of sleep?
Or that ‘douche’ who cat called you earlier?
Or almost missing your bus stop
That ridiculous train ride
The headphones you left somewhere
The rude telephone operator
Absence of fresh air
Your need to cram
Traffic jams

And me having concerns on the number of concerns I can still collect and post
Thus, the need to unfollow

Unfollow the ff:
Those who rant about LIFE in general “Oh it’s difficult to breathe!” (Try not to…)
Those who rant about LOVE ” I hate you. I hate that I love you.” (Decide!!!)
Those who rant about FRIENDSHIP “I cannot trust you…” (Then STOP!)
Those who rant about WORK “I don’t belong here…” (You’re a CREEP… lalalala)
Those who rant about not having to work
Those who rant about money
Those who rant about not having enough money
Those who rant about their relatives
Those who rant about not having enough relatives

This is not creating an ideal world
I am not suggesting that we create our own balloon, walls or mini cartoon
But we have to minimize, do not welcome, do not increase the load we already have
Do not take the baggage the rest are trying to unload
We are not responsible for someone’s misery
We are responsible to our own problems, our guilts, our personal defeats
Let this passive-aggresive tone stop on its own
It’s not fair for us to absorb all the world’s petty blows

Unfollow those who do not provide you growth
Unfollow the people who doesn’t make your heart glow
Our list alone would be enough to drain us from within
Unfollowing unwanted ‘contributors’ shouldn’t be a sin

xx

Obsession

We deserve to be loved wholeheartedly.
We deserve people who make conscious effort to love and appreciate us.
We are deserving of attention, we don’t have to seek or crave for it.
We are deserving of praise and admiration.

And to be given voluntarily because we deserve it.
Believe that you deserve it.
Not forced.
Not as a favor.

If you have to ask, if you have to beg, wake up immediately from that obsession.
Let go.
Right away.
Distance yourself from people who see you merely as an option.

xx