No More

It is always the first year that someone special has gone that’s the hardest.  You have to relive every single moment from the previous year but without them.  You have to teach yourself how each day, more so on important occasions, that you have to forget about them.  They say that the better memories hurt the most when it’s over.  You think you’re getting better because you try to tell yourself that everyday, that you’re doing great like some participation trophy.  But one uneventful day, you realize you no longer recognize the person staring back at you from the mirror, because you have lost the parts of yourself you love the most.  The parts that make you who you are.  Then you realize that the the best parts of yourself comes out when that someone was around.  The light bulbs slowly goes dimmer without you even noticing it.  All of a sudden you are looking at a totally different person, you’re not even sure you like.  Starting over is not just about letting go and moving on, it’s reintroducing yourself to the person that was changed by the pain you endured.  Showing yourself the ropes.  Eventually, you’ll get used to it but you’re a different version of yourself.  No notice, no false alarms, no drills, you’ve just changed.

 

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Noir et Blanc

Count the rain and you might get close to how much tears I’ve shed
I was hanging on to the days I’m okay because they were better than the days I can’t get out of bed
Look at the stars and you might see the uneven holes you left in me
Bright as the moon when it’s full, dark as when it’s not
Like the memories I remembered and the ones I forgot
I used my pain to erase them all
But then again I’m starting to fall
Stop, wait a minute, I should stop
I don’t know how to undo this knot
What started as a harmless gesture
Became a grand obstacle course
Each beat feels like a there’s needle through my heart
But she’s smiling even from the start
She always had a mind of her own
Stubborn and strong, braver than I’ve ever known
I want the world to stop while I think
I can’t stand any longer, I feel like I’m about to sink
Drowning as I’ve always been when you’re around
As exagerrated as it sounds
But I’m starting to lose the will to try
I have never been a quitter but I believed I can fly
Though I’m running out of pixie dust
What else can I do but trust?
I’m sinking fast on this quick sand
But I’m not even trying to get out, all I’ve done is stand
Sinking fast I see you there
But it seems like all you’re doing is stare
Hand me a branch or anything to hold on to
Or maybe just stab me with it, why don’t you
It always seems like I’m the bad guy
But for some reason I’m back here I don’t know why
I just had to go down this rabbit hole
Like you have something of mine that you stole
I don’t want it back
But somehow I couldn’t keep track
I wish this was all a dream
So I could just wake up, as harsh as it may seem
I don’t understand
If you love me then take my hand
Maybe you were never really afraid to lose me
You made it look easy for you to set me free
But for as long as you’re okay
I guess I’ll be on my way
That was all I wanted to make sure of
I never really wanted this like I should’ve
Never was it really a no
The timing just always messed with the whole show
And we thought life couldn’t possibly screw with us even more
Whether it’s going to get worse, I’m not sure
And if I’d say I love you what would you say?
Would you say it back or stay away?
Why do I feel like it still fits?
Even though it seemed like I have been falling in this bottomless pit
Why do I feel like you’re the one?
If whatever we had or not is gone?
Why am I still doing this to myself?
Putting everything else on hold on the shelf?
I’m going to fight
With so little that I’ve got, with all my might
However this will start or end
I don’t have anything bad I intend
Whatever hits the fan I will let it
Whatever the answer maybe that’s the prize from all of this
There’s a lot for you to gain and lose if this goes south
Either way it’s a win for me, whether you’re in or out
Come tonight I wish to get the answer
Whether you’re in the book or just another chapter

 

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Fast Forward to…

All of a sudden it all makes sense

From a storm that seemed so intense

The moment has come that the dust settles

For a time that seemed too little

You’ve survived, you’re okay

When you spent such a long time looking away

Finally all is said and done

A new dawn has begun

You see it now

All the whys and hows

It all worked out for the best

Like you hoped for, like you dreamed of as the outcome of your test

It is everything you’ve ever hoped for and more

You feel as if you’re done opening doors

Because that one door is staying open

Your favourite place that listens

No more questions everything is clear

You got the words you’ve been meaning to hear

Nobody else could take that smile away

For you’re looking at the one who draws it until the end of your days

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Nine

Once again I found myself in a place I know so well, though everything had gotten older.  I have always loved it here.  The feeling it gives me.  I haven’t been here for what seemed like forever.  I never even thought of coming back because I’m all set.  But one fine night, I went to bed thinking of what my tomorrow looked like, my checklist of things to do and then I closed my eyes.  Little did I know that night would change everything.  I saw you, well in a dream.

At that point I have walked by the place.  A door I thought I locked.  One of my favourite places to go to.  A place that draws the smile on my face in the middle of a very busy day.  A place that brings me to tears when memories sneak up on me.  A place where I loved to stay for days, weeks on end.  I thought I would always have this place to rest in whenever I wanted to get away.  But every thing is temporary as they say.  One day, I decided to lock it.  Not because I hated it, not because I loved it any less than before and even though it went against every fibre of my being, I locked it for my own sake.  Selfish?  Maybe but I had my reasons.  I mostly felt alone when I was there.  It felt like a dagger stabbed me right through as soon as the key went in the lock and even more excruciatingly painful when I twisted the key to lock it.  I had to drag myself away from the door to heal.  Bleeding as I crawled just about anywhere I could rest.  On the surface, it may seem like I was just out to hurt myself to keep away from the one I’ve always loved but it was so much more than that.

To me, it meant watching the door closed tight when I know I’d want it to stay open.  It meant crawling away from a place I always yearned for when I have bad days.  It meant turning my back on a place I have always wanted to come home to when my days are better.  It meant looking at mundane things and chuckle on a memory, then on the same minute realizing how it’s all gone.  It meant seeing new things and almost immediately I had to remind myself that it was over.  It meant dreaming about being there again and waking up to tell myself it was no longer my reality, and grieve for days.  It meant teaching myself how to slowly erase memories I treasured.  It meant learning how to walk again.  It meant losing who I was without even noticing it.  It meant wearing this new face, new clothes, my new self that I don’t even really know at all.  It meant missing how I used to love laughing so much.  It meant convincing my heart to smile again.  It meant checking on myself every new year how I’m doing. It meant enduring the sight of each spider weaving its web to somehow tell how much time has passed. And time did pass.  I have gotten used to it.  Fewer tears were on my pillow at night, if not in the morning after I dream.  I laughed like how I used to, I’m slowly recognizing my reflection as I put the pieces back together, or what’s left of me.  But needless to say, I was back up on my feet.

After that dream, I went on with my day.  Days passed I couldn’t stop thinking about it.  So I went back and cleaned up the cobwebs, took a deep breath and unlocked the door.  I thought I would find a place I no longer recognize.  I thought every thing would have changed.  Nothing was moved.  Every detail on each corner I still found where they were the last time.  I broke down because it still felt like home.  For what it’s worth I want to keep this place and the door permanently open.  But I’m still figuring out if this place is done with me.  I don’t mind putting in the work, cleaning it up, tidying up some stuff, if it will let me stay.  But if I’m too little too late to have opened the door, this shouldn’t be as hard as before.  I know the ropes.

The world may think that it was a wrong move to lock it, but I needed those years.  Life has mostly been cruel to me.  But I fear no hardships.  Not a single dragon that came my way I haven’t slayed.  And it’s no surprise the world have always been judgemental of how I lived my life, I don’t know if it’s out of its own shame but I never faltered because I know I’m doing it right.  I’m closer to the later chapters of my book and the future excites me.

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Mi Corazon

I’m always hopeful that I’m not as cold as people seem to believe or say. You told me once that I’m not, I have always wondered if you were just saying that or do you mean it because maybe just maybe, I was somehow showing a side of me people don’t always see. I wanted it all to be over but my stubborn heart just can’t seem to give you up. The years have not been easy but we’ve always been tough warriors. In all those years, my heart was silent, I even thought she was going to give her seat up on the table. I guess she was mad at me too. She can’t imagine how this is hard when she only picked one. I wasn’t dumb enough to ask how she was for I already know the answer to that. She was devastated when I ripped her out, left her at home as I armoured up for battle everyday. Apparently, I underestimated her strength. Silent as she was, she sneaks up a memory or two when she sees something that reminds her of you. She knows what she’s doing, she knows I will grieve for days, but you see she doesn’t care because I guess I broke her. She never fails to let me know that. Over and over, I told her I needed to take care of her, nurse her back to health because she wasn’t exactly in good condition. She told me she can handle it, but I didn’t listen. Many times I would catch her playing memories I wanted to forget, I would then let her be, because I owe her that much. I made her walk away from you which seemed like the death of her, but she survived. I never knew she had that tremendous strength. Little by little I see her heal, but she never smiled again. She never cared to say anything. It was easy for her to give up on me, but she never gave up on you.

I wish I could tell you now how much she still loves you. I was the one who was always in a bad place, with my walls and my guns up and ready. I hope you will have the time to talk, saying it’s long overdue is an understatement at this point. Whether to start over or end things right this time. Even though my heart is in strong disagreement with the latter. But I guess to me love is not selfish. Just tell me you’re happy and I gladly yield even if it means I’m not the reason anymore.

I’m beyond terrified but my heart will never forgive me if I don’t at least fight for us this time. I never wanted to lose you, but if I have, know this, at this point in time, I know that was on me. Not to justify, I accept whatever consequence that would come my way because of my past actions but, I have my reasons when I make my decisions. Maybe a normal person (whatever normal is) will never fathom but I was never normal, I know that. If you know me at all, you know that I know what I want in life and I don’t kid around when it involves my life. But I’m here to stay and I won’t ever leave. I want to give us a chance.

My heart never picked anybody else but you. She always did, she still does and always will choose you.

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No U-turns

When there are no more corners where you make a turn

When there are fewer lessons to learn

When there are lesser tears you cry

All because you have lost the will to try

When you read what you have written in the past

When you realize the things you hoped that didn’t last

When you look forward to be in bed

Because you like to stay in your dreams instead

When you think that you had a second chance

When you found yourself smiling to a memory of the dance

When you thought the worst part is over

Because you just watched the love of your life walk out of your life forever

When you have to move forward and keep going

When you let go of your happy ending

When you find that last glimmer of hope in your heart

Because there may be no U-turns but this point could be your start

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Don’t Be Late

Say I love you when you’re not listening

My favourite line from a song Distance by Christina Perri and Jason Mraz.  When someone occupies your mind so much it hurts, you eventually get yourself together and stop.  When someone breaks your heart, all you need is time for it to heal.  When someone injures your soul, that’s a deeper cut, you might heal but you’re also guaranteed a scar.  When someone causes a dent to your spirit, it doesn’t leave a mark because everything else shatters.  You have to rebuild from bottom to the top.

In a lifetime, every decade, you ask a big question.  Every year, you make a big change that you end up surrendering back to habit.  Every month, you wish life will be kind enough for you to get through it.  Every week, you plan out things you have to get done.  Everyday, you survive.  Or at least try to.

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Chasing Shadows

Years ago I met you, since then I got curious, so the chase began.  Every time I catch a glimpse of you I tend to follow you around, but you were never in my grasp, never within my reach.  Then one day, I found myself asking my reflection why were we going after you.  So I decided to stop, just to let it go.

Years ahead and I saw you again, just like that I was back on the chase without me knowing it.  This time it was different the room was a little crowded, but I was focused, I knew exactly where to look.  All of a sudden when the room was clearing up, as I thought this is going to be it, I saw someone else with you.  Then I found myself on the same mirror and decided to let it go.

Years have passed, there you were again, this time I told myself oh not this again.  I knew how it starts and ends.  But again, this time was different, you have seemed to miss the chase I guess, because I found you just standing still, not moving around like before.  You seemed down.  Then, what I would have run towards before happened, you reached out your hand.  But I walked away.  I never really knew what happened then.  I just let go.

Years later, I went back to where I left you.  You were still there, then the dance began again.  The same old music, the same people in the same room and more.  I finally got close, and closer only to find out that it was just your shadow.

Over the years I have realized that it wasn’t even you, I was just chasing shadows.

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No Scientific Method

Each and everyday I’m reminded why I tried to stop feeling.  I was successful at it, too.  I won the people who really loved me for who I am, that’s the upside, when I stopped feeling.  The downside was, I lost someone really important.  After that, I spent the rest of my days telling myself that he was just a lesson.  He was not meant to stay anyway.  For years now actually.  I have read and believed that all of us have been handed individual tests in life.  Each test has a unique set of questions so you can’t really copy from your neighbour’s answers.  If you try to do that, that’s when you start asking yourself why are you not happy.  Answer the questions by yourself and how you’d want it; no pretense, no care about what people will say then you’ll be happy.  If not you’ll find yourself doing the same questions over and over.

Lately I’ve been thinking about that same question I have been getting for years.  Not that I’ve been avoiding it, it’s just that maybe I answered it wrong.  For so long this is the only one I have always seem to get wrong somehow, because for some reason, for years and years, it keeps coming up.  I’m actually excited because experiment time, is always good.  I’m going to nail this, and pass.

The plan for my experiment is good, but it kind of scares me, just thinking about it, well, my anxiety might be just acting up.  But it’s good, when something scares me, I get all determined but this might be a little different. Oh well.  Ever since I’ve read it, I have reminded myself about it, time and again that I’d rather live with a life of oh-wells than what-ifs.  So here we go.

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Davy Jones

When and if

When it happens

If it happens

The weight of these words matter

Especially to a confused mind

And an unsettled heart

There are many zombies walking around, well not zombies

What do you call those that are heartless

Oh, Davy Jones

Have been broken so much he had to part with his heart

What and How

What happened

How it happened

The difference of these two words go beyond what is and how is

Where and Why

Where it happened

Why it happened

Place and reason

You can’t just narrow it down to these two

But vital information about the situation lies after these are asked

Sometimes we ask the right questions

We get the right answers

Sometimes we ask the wrong questions because we don’t want to hear the answers to the right ones

But that’s when you know how deep the wound is

With how the questions are asked

You can read people with their words

How they phrase their questions

How they looked before answering your questions

When a person asks so many, or too many questions

The wound is not that deep yet

It’s like a first-degree burn

Hurts like hell but is just right underneath the surface

When a person asks questions that sometimes don’t even make sense

That’s a second-degree burn

Pain is not as bad as the first, initially

When a person asks broken questions

Or sometimes say all-too-normal things

Then that hit a little bit deeper

Third-degree burn

You don’t even know how or if you’re going to heal

But when a person no longer speaks

No questions to ask

No answers to give

That’s not just a burn

That’s death

Something died in that person that very second

But that’s the hardest death to deal with

You can’t bury yourself alive

Nobody else knows about it but you

Then you walk around this earth like Davy Jones

 

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