True LOVE sometimes is an ART OF LETTING GO…
Remember when you were both 17. He was once the very someone you want, the very person you love and the very reason you smile. It was during the days when he was the perfect one for you. He was the apple of your eyes, the crazy and stupid beat of your heart. He was undeniably the nicest thing in your life, the most beautiful event you could ever recall. The snob, happy-go-lucky guy that unintentionally made you fall and has no plans of catching you. That carefree, bad boy type who cares for nothing at all.
He brightened the classroom with that naughty smiles and confidence.You even giggled on the way he laughed. You just love, love, love that look and sparkle in his eyes.
But you were just a nobody for him. You don’t even deserve a single glance from him. You were not even that someone he can call a friend. It’s alright. It’s okay. Nothing has changed. He was the one true love, at least in your own perspective. He will remain that way. He will always be the love and forever he will be.
You were hurt but he didn’t know. It’ alright. It’s fine. You don’t intend to let him know. You will bury those feelings inside that heart of yours, maybe forever. You will just keep this, maybe forever. Though you want to shout this out. But psst, could you stop please, dear heart?
It was almost a time immemorial and alas! he showed. Not only his physical self but all of himself. That same old smile, same old confidence. And you weren’t even shock for that same old giggles, same old feelings that were all coming back to you. They were just familiar. And everything were not just like time immemorial. It’S not like that yester years, it seems like only yesterday. This time, you argued, exchanged opinions and realized that everything that is happening simply makes a lot of sense now.
At least now, he already showed the other side of him. That one side he refuses to let you know a long time ago. That one side you already know he beautifully had. That one side he could possibly have surrendered to you for at least to make you take care of it. That very romantic side he carelessly possessed. That side that could take you for a long rides on Friday nights, patiently listens and hear you sing on your out-of-tune singing voice on the video-K, and all the scrupulous and loving way of commenting every detail of you while you are lying side by side on the bed in the room which he tirelessly try to find to let you rest.
Because the two of you were weary travelers on that one Friday night. Trying to fill that void you are differently dealing with. He seems to enjoy those times you were in the arms of each other. Note how he now hold you and let you sleep so close beside him. How gently he touched your hair and hold your hands. And wake up to see that something in his eyes as he gently stares at you. You want, in one way or another have always longed to save this moment in your memory, and keep it again, maybe forever. Just keep it and again do not let him know about it.
Both of you seized the moment, the seconds, the minutes, the hours, the whole night being together. You feel the magic, at least, again in your own perspective. This time, you decided to tell him all about the feels, because this is going to be now or never. You finally found the courage to tell him how special he is and he was way back then. At least now in person, unlike before, that you were only able to write it in the blackboard signed anonymously. He wasn’t surprised. He just questioned why and how. With a giggle, you told him all about it. Displaying all the possibilities between you and him this time around.
But he chose to let go of the promises of love you have for him. He bravely push you away, at least, not literally you, but the emotions you have for him. It was kinda hurting again. But it’s fine. It’s alright. What’s new about hiding those feelings again for another, maybe, forever. But then, you have to thank him for letting you go. You have to thank him for carelessly breaking your heart again. And you have to thank him for courageously letting you know that feelings aren’t mutual. That he can never promise you anything in return. That he can never hurt you for another time around for playing with your heart. You have to thank him for telling you to go on with your life without him in it. You have to thank him for being honest about how you stand in his life.
Because life is not all about feelings, he told you. There’s somethings more in life than all about these stupid emotions. Because sometimes, the art of letting go is the best kind of love he could ever give to you. And sometimes, the bravest and the kindest thing he can do for you is to simply say goodbye. No drama, no cryings. Most of all, it is the courage to push you away that makes it the most unique kind of true love he can ever give you.
Thank him for setting you free, physically and emotionally. Believe me, you will grow, darling. Believe me, one day, you will face the world again, and tell them that true love sometimes is seen in the art of letting go.
Neri, Cancerian Pig writer, office worker, mother
INNOCENCE
Dear Princess,
Is there anybody out there? Who can save your innocence and vulnerability you admiringly got? Before somebody rob it from you? Before someone steal it away?
You have your own invisible world, your own invisible kingdom. Wherein, you are the princess up to the deepest meaning of the word. With all the knights in shining armor designated to protect you and save you from any harm. With all your maids to prepare your breakfast, your lunch, snacks and dinner. With your driver to drive you anywhere she wished to go, your gardener to take care of your favorite plants, and your personal assistant to answer to your every whim.
But most of all, you, princess has all the pureness of heart you could ever get. A heart that knows no grief, no doubts, no hate and no pretensions. Only love, pampering, nurturing, caring in the most tender of manner. Wishing this could remain this way forever. Wishing we could preserve such carelessness about your surroundings, such a wide-eyed innocence, such kind of trust mirrored in your face.
But one day, princess, whether you like it or not, everything has to change. You will eventually became wiser. Your innocent eyes suddenly will know about the hurts and pain. But eventually, you will become stronger.
Love,
Writer
HELLO, SUNRISE!
Hey! Greetings of love everyone! Of course, with all smileys and all the happy emoticons found in the universe!
Why Sunrise? Simply because of the renewed hope and new-found beginnings you can always associate with the rising of the sun. The subtle and delicate rays of the sun for a new day dawning often brings a lot of beautiful feelings. After having all the literal darkness we experience during the night as well as the darkness created by all the worries and problems we had, nothing just beats the feeling witnessing the first light coming from it.
This is chasing all the good vibes seconds after seconds, minutes after minutes and hours after hours throughout the day. Each and every experience worth noticing, worth capturing and worth sharing will be included in this site. As well as all the happenings, places, things under the sun. Because when real emotions and adventure work together, expect a masterpiece from me. Touching someone’s heart is one of the many things I really love to do.
So, Hello, Sunrise! Welcome to my site everyone, hope you will like it. Comments are highly appreciated. Thank you.
"All The FEELS" 