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Category: Poems & Stories
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If I would live my life over again, I would still choose to be the same me, a better me.
I would still walk the same pathway but with confidence and caution.
I would still meet the same friends; good friends or bad friends.
I would spend more time with my good friends to create more memories.
And would be understanding to those friends who turned their back on me.
If I would live my life over again, I would still choose my imperfect life.
I would still love the same people but I would have reserved more love for myself.
I would still choose the same parents, siblings, grandparents, cousins, aunts and uncles.
But I would be a better daughter, sister, granddaughter, cousin, niece.
If I would live my life again, my first, second and third love would be the same.
I would never change the circumstances of each affair because if I would live my life
again, I want to have my present kids as my kids for my second life.
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A giver takes delight in giving
Because giving is like her second life
A giver will give her all even when left with nothing
Because giving is her mission
A giver not only gives but also listens
Because listening is giving
A giver is prone to depression
When she hits the rock bottom
A giver needs a floater to survive
Because we are human, too
We want to be given affection
When nothing is left of what we gave away
A giver’s case is misleading
Because people are used to receiving
A giver needs assurance, too
When there are tough times to conquer
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Written for a fictional character in June 6, 1996.
I used to play the game of friendship I don’t want commitment and relationship I considered love as something wicked For the many hearts it deceived
Years have passed so easy
I became the source of pain for somebody
I did not consider his wounded heart
He who was true from the start
About last year, another player came
And so I thought, he could be another game
But he was quite different from the rest
His unique qualities made him the best
I pined and dreamed for his company
A no-strings attached relationship, actually
I can’t afford to lose this game
But I had no idea he was thinking of the same
Everything went on smoothly
Except that I’m falling in love with him terribly
Oh, why can’t I live without him now?
I can’t tell myself why or how
So I decided to call it quits
I don’t see myself as somebody sweet
He is melting my whole self bit by bit
It’s time for love to take a back seat
Before I could speak anything
He kissed my lips in total passion
Perhaps he sensed what I was thinking
My heart-of-stone is melting in this romantic union
Yes, I used to play the game of friendship
But ours is now an everlasting relationship
His love made my heart open and tame
We are now on the same level of playing the love game
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You asked me if I love you.
I said that it doesn’t really matter.
Hurt, you questioned why.
I said “Because you should ask me or I should ask you —until when?”
You laughed. I was not sure if it was a nervous laugh.
You asked me a lot of questions about the past.
Some were the same questions that you have asked before.
You were reminiscing the past just as I was.
There was a time when we had our own dimension and time zone.
That area where our adult self met with our young self.
Having that kind of special relationship made me ecstatic.
That kind of relationship when only our past life was committed
There were days when reality reminded us that the past that we had was not really ours to begin with.
There was silence in between conversations.
We created another memory of each other; erasing the ones we had in the past.
But this memory was the final among the happy memories that we had.
Indeed, moments slip away, but not the memories.
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Looking at the clock in this rainy afternoon.
Then opened my journal to read my past posts.
I saw your hellos and good days.
Those were the days of confusion and excitement.
I remember those days and how emotions were high.
You asked me if I love you, I told you that “you should know by now.”
Because the question is not how much love is there; the question is until when will that love last?
On the hindsight, I knew that that love wouldn’t last.
We were just stressed out with our every day life.
We needed somebody to listen; a diversion.
Until I felt that I was falling for you and that was a big mistake.
I felt lost a couple of times.
That love could never be reciprocated.
There were things that were not meant to be.
That included you and me.
Thank you for the love, if what you felt was indeed love.
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The worst feeling is to be taken for granted.
To be regarded as a substitute.
To be remembered only when needed.
To be one’s second choice.
To fill in whatever is missing.
To suppress your growth and potential.
To give way for the favored ones.
To pretend as if you’re okay.
But this worst feeling is a preparation for my future.
My own battles and sacrifices.
My commitment to a better me.
My road to full recovery.
Surely, a good soldier bounces back from defeat.
Because a good soldier never accepts defeat.
We fight even when the chances are slim.
We fight with honor, equality and dignity.
When someone treats you unfairly.
Consider it as a preparation for a better you.
Nobody becomes successful by spoon-feeding.
The more hurt a person is, the more he becomes an achiever.
The World of Second Chances 