Today, I am the happiest. He wrote a letter for me telling me what he really feels and it’s just too sweet I can’t contain myself. *kilig*
”Love is not a feeling.
Love is being caring. Caring about everything that is important to them. The little things, the big things, the things that they say don’t matter, but you get that inner feeling that they do. Caring about how your actions affect them. Caring about what they want. Caring for the fragile heart that is concealed within their frame of flesh.
Love is being faithful. Faithful to your word and to your promises. People make promises without knowing the extent of what they mean. Love keeps true to those promises no matter how hard it gets. Love is being faithful to them in an emotional sense. You have no eyes for anyone else. It means being faithful in a physical sense. You do not imagine committing promiscuous acts with anyone. Not even them.
Because Love means respect. Respect for their wishes. Respect for what they need. Respect for their body and for their mind; you strive to keep them in the best condition. You respect their boundaries, again, both physical and emotional.
Love is honest. It strives to keep dishonesty out of the relationship, knowing that it will tear it apart from the roots. Keeping lies away from the tongue, that could kill any blossoming concoction of emotions. It realises that the object of the affection deserves the truth in all cases. Knowing that it’s best, no matter how it hurts.
Love is serving. It does anything possible to cater to the needs of the other. It recognises that it wants to do anything it can to better the life of the other.
Love is selfless. It puts off its own desires and wants for the other. It shares its thoughts, life, resources, and anything it can with the other. It gives them what they want at the mere expense of what it itself wants. It does so with complete happiness.
Because Love is humble. It realises that it has no authority or reason to be looked up at. It realises that credit does not need to belong to it. It realises that pride will split the branches of the partnership; it will create strife and dispute. Two of the things it strives so hard to demolish.
Love is being patient. Understanding that human nature is hard to deal with. Understanding that patience is key to creating a solid foundation. It realises that rushing with leave holes and unstable foundations that will leave everything to come crashing down upon itself, causing tears and heartbreak that could easily have been prevented.
Love is understanding. It understands all of this. Whether it chooses to follow this depends on the degree in which it occurs. It understands that a human is nothing without love. Love makes the world go round. It understands that without this, it is nothing.
Love is not a feeling…
Love is an action.”
Magulong isip. Madaming tanong. Pero ayaw kong magtanong kasi natatakot akong malaman ang mga sagot. Takot na takot.
I got hit by a bus while crossing the road in front of my workplace. Luckily, I didn’t even had a scratch and I have not felt any body pain or whatever. Perhaps nothing yet but I’m very grateful I’m very much alive and can still make bread rolls for mon amour. =P
It isn’t my time yet. Thank you God for another chance of living the life you lent. I owe you bigtime.
Lunes. Nabalitaan nating trapik sa rutang madalas nating dinadaanan. Alas singko. Puno ang mga dumadaan na bus. Ilang minuto na ang nakakalipas pero wala pa din tayong masakyan. Airconditioned bus. Tinanong mo ko kung gusto kong umikot. Hindi ko maipaliwanag kung ano bang naging reaksyon ko pero tumawa ka. Alam mong gusto ko ang magbyahe… lalo na’t kasama kita. Umuulan. Isa-isa ng lumalabas ang mga kasama sa trabaho, unti-unti na ding parang nasasakal ako. Ewan ko ba, parang di ako kumportable na andyan sila sa paligid. Salamat na lang at may parating ng airconditioned bus. Tinanong mo ko makailang ulit kung sigurado ba ko. Ganun din ako sa’yo. Pareho tayong nagdalawang isip pero tumuloy pa rin tayo.
Malamig. Malamang nga naman kasi may aircon. Pinilosopo mo pa ako. Pero masaya akong nasa tabi mo. Pasahero. Sumakit ang tiyan sa ating narinig. Ewan ko ba kay ate pero proud pa nyang sinabi ang kababawan nya. Habol-habol ang paghinga sa kakatawa. Ang sarap lang pakinggan ng tawa mo. Palabas. Ang kulit lang na nakakainis nung pinapanuod natin. Sabi mo pa gusto mong maging suplado katulad nung bidang lalaki. Mall. Pinuntahan ang mga madalas mong puntahan. Window shopping lang kasi walang pera. Ibinili mo ko ng yum burger kasi dalawang linggo ko na ata gustong kumain nun habang milo blast naman ang sa iyo. Jeep. Dahil wala tayong masakyang bus na deretso sa ating pupuntahan, nag-cutting trip na lang tayo. Pagalingang uminom ng softdrinks straight from the cup kasi walang straw. At kinwentuhan mo ko ng childhood mo in English. Sobrang saya ko lang ngayong Lunes na ito. Open bus. Umupo tayo sa pinakalikod. Hindi tayo nilalapitan ng kundoktor. Maya-maya pa lumapit siya pero hindi tayo sinisingil. Ikaw na ang nagkusang magbayad. Nagulat ako sa sinabi nya. Mabait ka pa din daw talaga. At bibihira na lang ang lalaking matapat na katulad mo.
"Yung bilin ko sa’yo ha. Bibihira nalang ang lalaking ganyan." Ani sa’kin ng kundoktor habang tayo’y pababa.
Alam kong ayaw na ayaw mong nakakarinig ng anumang positive about you pero sangayon ako sa sinabi ni manong. Maaari ngang noon lang kayo nagkita at simple lang ang dahilan kung bakit niya nasabi yun pero may sinseridad sa kanyang tono at naniniwala akong isa ka talagang mabuting tao. Kaya naman susundin ko ang bilin ni manong at sana nama’y hayaan mo ako.
It seems automatically, when we have fights, I become oblivious of my pride. I told you pride will never be an issue. I just want you to appreciate whatever effort I am/will be exerting. I want to make things better with ease just to be sure I’m making a move to save whatever we have. I want us to stay as fine or if fated better of what we used to be and I’d do everything, everything, just to make it happen.
Honestly, this is one of the moments I feared we’d have to go through. We are happy, no doubt, then suddenly a small mistake would alter whatever we have. I am afraid because you tend to be a completely different person and it’s making me insane. I wanted to get mad because you seem not to care but control’s overtaking such emotion and my love for you still prevails. I understand though but with doubt because I’m not sure if you’re letting me understand you wholly. If not, I hope you will, eventually.
My heart is too weak, too frail for pain so I need to let it all out. I found solace in writing. But still, it would be much better if we’d talk about the problem and fix things together. You know I love you, always.
Sino ba namang hindi gaganahang mabuhay kung may isang taong ganito sa buhay mo?
Ako’y masayang umiibig. MASAYA. UMIIBIG. ♥
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