There’s just something that connects us
Mutual admiration, shared passions, thinking alike
We are both happy when we’re together
Some good things I’ll always remember
But there’s a line in between
When the both of us meet
Where there’s just “me” and “you”
And everything else, I don’t know
The line, I could not cross nor pass
Will remain that way officially
Because we’re unofficially together
And there’ll be no “us” until forever
The problem with memories
is the more you cherish them,
the more it gets to your heart.
And when you suddenly think about a memory,
it brings you back to that exact moment.
But this time around, it’s just a glimpse–
of the same feelings, of the same emotions,
but no longer with the same person.
There’s nothing sweeter than receiving the same love.
It’s when you give efforts and your efforts are reciprocated.
It’s when you appreciate little things and you get appreciated in return.
That’s the kind of love you need and not all the time, it happens romantically.
Sometimes, it’s when you wake up and see yourself in front of the mirror.
There is really no perfect job because all of it has flaws. You may not see it now but as you go on, you will realize how imperfect your job is (so as the other jobs you haven’t landed yet). That’s the whole point of working. Every job does not guarantee everything you want for a job. Yes, it could give you some benefits, fulfill your needs and make you happy for quite some time. Yet, if you lose interest or if you find another one which you think is better, you’ll begin to look for its every flaw, its every disadvantage. And then the rest of every days will just be like battling every monster of idleness and discontent. In the end, you cannot or will not give your 100% for your work only because of the 10% of feeling every imperfection you thought it has.
There is no perfect job but you can make it perfect by accepting and embracing its imperfections as if it’s meant to be flawed for you to figure it all out and give whatever you can, by any means you can.
And I say, this also applies to love and being in a relationship.
I did say it’s over but it’s you I always think of. When I’m alone, I remember everything we shared–stories, laughter, passions. I know I could live without you, and you could live without me too but at the back of my mind, I don’t really want to. I can but I just don’t want to and it’s driving me crazy to think that you feel the same way. Well, maybe you do, but hearing the words, “I want us to be over ” or “I hope you find someone better” coming right from my mouth, I cannot imagine how hurt you might be. And with that pain, you might just go, live your life without me rather than stay with me and take part in my complicated life.
I’ve always wanted everything that’s complicated because in intricacies, I find challenge. I get driven to be someone I’m not or do something that I’m not used to just because I feel the hype of being in a complicated state but still I manage to get through. But what we have is far more complicated. I don’t know how things started but once we got in, it seems like we can never get out. No matter how many times I try to breathe another air, yours always comes to existence. I could not picture myself with another person because your image is what I always see..everywhere. On times that I thought of finding someone new, I tend to look for “you” in them.
I guess moving on from you is not for me because after all these things that I had to say, I know it’s you I still want. I do, I honestly do but I could not compete with the fact that though I want you that bad, we are already over and there is no chance that we are getting back together. I’m just gonna let things be because love is not just about feeling it and having it in reciprocal. Sometimes, love is more about sacrifice and doing the right thing.
We may get along really well,
Be really close like no one can tell,
Share our stories and laugh together,
Make our lives something to remember
But sooner, we may part our ways
“Us” will be sometimes, instead of always
Each day together may become cold
Two people in a different world
But there’s one thing that I’ll remember about you,
The thing that I couldn’t forget from you
It’s that one thing that I first knew
It’s your name that made me into you
It’s not always that we get to know a beautiful soul: that someone who’s comfortable to talk to and get along with; a person who could be loud, yet so gentle and someone that makes you realize that life is more meaningful because you exist.
When you find one, never let them go because they will surely see and give out the best in you.