“Kismet”

Didn’t mean to take you for granted

Didn’t mean to show I don’t care

Didn’t mean to throw away this once in a lifetime of chance

Being with you

*And I’ll drive for 2 hours

To bring Butterfingers

I don’t mind the distance

This kismet’s a dance

**This time I surrender

My everything forever

Life doesn’t matter

Just our souls together

Pride no longer has room in me

On bended knees in public I cry

Your name for everyone to know that I love you, I love you

Please hear me now

(Repeat *)

(Repeat **)

I can relate to this song.. hahahah

When I first listen to this song, I bear in mind many things regarding the past and appreciated the significant of life.

“Pride no longer has room in me”

Yeah, it’s true.., there is no place for that conceited attitude for me anymore for the reason that I considered that, if a person is conceited then their life won’t be entirely complete in contentment and will be perish in a depression, failure, and restless nights.

I’ll get rid of that pride within me. For now that I discerned, pride isn’t desirable and necessary to turn out to be an instrument to execute and attain my plans and dreams in my future life.

Like in the first stanza of the song, I didn’t mean to take for granted and didn’t denote to prove I don’t care to those persons like my friends, cousins, and to my family, who I cherished most and however I threw away once in my lifetime of chance in my existing life before.

It’s hard dealing with people with conceited attitude because no matter what you utter to them, they just won’t listen in their mind, they’re constantly righteous in their own trail in life and you’re the evil witch who endeavors to wreck their fairytale.

What Matters Most

All relationships are put to fire. There are no such things as constantly happy couple. There are no such things as constantly happy relationship. All of us, at one point in our affairs will have to go through a cleaning process, which, hopefully, will make us better persons.

Let us always remember that our relationships are put to the test to make stronger and better persons out of us. Second, to love, the next most important ingredient of a successful relationship is communication. Many would agree that there are certain things in relationship that are better kept unsaid. But don’t believe in that. The moment we lie about our feelings or the wrong decisions that we have done, we begin to build a wall of bricks around ourselves. Every time we hide something out of fear, we add a brick to that wall. Soon we will be total strangers to the very people we vowed to be with for the rest of our lives. We will start to hurt inside until we can no longer bear the pain. Until we regretfully give up the most valued attachment that we wanted to keep.

Communication is the lifeblood of any relationship. If we can bravely express our innermost fears, doubts, and insecurities to the people we love, then our ties are doomed to fail, sooner or later. I would rather be hurt by a person who is honest than be hurt by someone who betrays my trust. Some suffer in silence because they are afraid that opening up would just make things worst. They keep their feelings to themselves until their affection towards each other diminishes to the point where separation becomes inevitable.

Remember, there is no burden so heavy that it can not be lightened by an open, honest and peaceful exchange of thoughts and feelings. Fights are inevitable. Oftentimes, we hurt those we love because we insist on protecting our own feelings. Selfishness is a poison that recklessly kills relationships. It is only when we set aside our pride, arrogance and anger that we are able to deal with raging emotions sensibly and peacefully. There would be a lot of times when we would be tempted to think only of the things that would make us happy. Most of the time, the happiness we get from satisfying our own wants is happiness that we deprive others of. Our joy is their pain and our rise is their fall.

Some relationships survive one of the most difficult trials. They owe it to God who has watched over them all throughout the most trying times of their lives. They understood because they listened to what each of them were trying to say. They realized what was going on because they talked about their feelings. They’d learned that they hurt each other badly because they both became selfish. But the pain felt was washed away by the fact that love, among all the feelings that they shared, still remained as the strongest pillar with which they’d built their relationship.

Indeed, beautiful things will always be built from the foundations of pain. We are strengthened by adversities and seasoned by the trials in our relationships. It is not how much pain we feel that matters. What matters is that we are able to find a space in our hearts, to forgive those who have hurt us. It is not how hard we have stumbled that matters. What matters is that we muster enough courage to stand on our feet and try again. What matters is the joy that feelings brought us. What matters most is that we did love.

"This is for you"

It’s been a long time since I sent my last blog here..

Actually, there is no special reason for this blog. I watched a movie earlier and its all about high school life and all my memoirs from my high school life flashbacked back.
In short, I’m just reminiscing that’s why I’m blogging here today. =)

Now, I can utter that I am prepared to post my happy and sad story about love.., (corny?!) =)

I think it’s been 2yrs after, when we broke up with my first girlfriend. Perhaps, she decided to breaking up with me because she fall out to me or maybe she is thinking that I was tired for the relationship. In fact, until now, I don’t know the reason why she persuaded to do that.

When she totally broke up with me, I was so hatred for her and I want to shout at her and ask why, but I didn’t do anything for us to be together because of pride.

I remembered when we were still in a relationship; I planned to introduce her to my parents after our graduation especially to my mother because my mom wants to meet her BUT…
It was all devastated. =(

Now that I’m already in my 3rd school of year in my college life, there is still a single day when my mom asked me about her. Just like my mother, I can say that until now I’m still moving forward to forget her. Maybe she didn’t even realize that I still love her.

It is tough to forget her because she is only one of its kinds I can say. She’s charming when she gets mad at me. I adore hearing her voice even though it builds the day in nuisance. I want to walk once more under the rainfall with her. I swear not to let her alone once more when our monthsary comes. I missed to see her wearing our school uniform in high school. I want to receive more letters and poems from her again. I want huge from her. I want to do stargazing with her again. I desire to laugh at loud together with her. I wish for to congregate her parents.




I want to love by her like I’ve never been hurt.