They said I hit a wrong chord Defied reasons, crossed the unknown Our future, vivid, in others, blurred
It’s been a while since I took part in this blogging activity called Three Line Tales and I more than miss this. I miss writing such a brief poem as much as I miss reading others’ work. This is hosted by a wonderful blogger, Sonya of Only 100 Words
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Five hours, forty-eight minutes I’ve waited at the spot we first met Fading image of you, my eyes wet
Hooray! Time for Three-liningagain. I am more than excited to share my take on this wonderful blogging activity. You may want to join the fun of writing and reading brief stories or poems inspired by stunning photo prompts. For instructions, kindly click hereor visit Sonya’sblog, Only 100 Words.
I have never felt this cold before. It’s as if I am inside a refrigerator waiting to be frozen to death and to meet oblivion. I feel more than numb, the excruciating pain I felt a couple of minutes ago is gone. I fell into a deep slumber. But before my consciousness left me, I finally utter my last prayer, that if ever fate would be kind enough to wake me up, I would be given a chance to find the man of my dreams alone and free.
I ache to see his eyes burn for me, so intense that it could melt my heart in seconds. I want to feel the warmth of his touch, that lingering embrace that makes me feel secure. I would love to see us holding hands in public. Kissing me softly in front of other people. I would like to show the whole world that he is mine and I am his. That our love could outshine even the hotness of the sun.
I never felt safe and warm with someone other than him. Whenever I feel anxious and panicky, I just think of leaning my head on his shoulder or putting my face on his chest while I take a deep breath and everything seems to be alright.
Do you believe that the best love is unexpected? That you just don’t pick someone and cross your fingers that it’ll work out? That love, at first sight, is but a tip of the ice burg? When I talk and notice the way his lips curve when he smiles or the glow in his eyes while he listens to me without batting an eyelash. But of course, love is more of a decision not just feelings. When the other person becomes difficult to deal with and yet you stayed, that’s when you’ll know that it’s love. Genuine love is selfless and full of hope.
This really beats me. Whenever I encounter a place we’ve been, I can’t help but reminisce everything we’ve shared. His smell still lingers in our bed, and even in my head. I crave for his presence now that we’re a thousand miles apart and I doubt if I could ever love this way again.
Nothing beats an unplanned get away. March 14th 2017 marked our youngest son’s third birthday. As always, my children prefer to eat out, play arcades, and enjoy rides in a mall. Out of the blue, we’ve decided (I always involve my children with things like these to make sure they enjoy.) to go on a staycation.
staycation–a vacation spent in one’s home country rather than abroad, or one spent at home and involving day trips to local attractions.
The place we’ve visited is quite far from home and since we don’t own a car we have to endure riding a PUJ (Public Utility Jeep) and a train station to reach our destination. Nevertheless, my children enjoyed the journey and the scenery.
Today, I’d want to express how grateful I am that God allowed us to experience wonderful moments in celebration of our bundle of joy’s third birthday. We, as parents would always find delight in seeing the happiness in our children’s faces much more when they enjoy life and make memories that we could cherish afterwards.
I would like to share this YouTube video I created for our youngest bundle of joy, #hendrixkulit
I would also like to take this opportunity to thank God for His grace in giving my partner the ability to provide us with our needs and wants. I couldn’t be more thankful.