Wednesday, July 09, 2008

when you can relate, then it sucks.

"When Did Your Heart Go Missing?"

Love don't come so easily
This doesn't have to end in tragedy
I have you and you have me
We're one in a million
Why can't you see?

I'm waiting, waiting for nothing
You're leaving, leaving me hanging
When did your heart go missing?
When did your heart go missing?
I treat you like a princess
But your life is just one big mess
When did your heart go missing?
When did your heart go missing, yeah?

I meant every word I said
I never was lying when we talked in bed
I'm retracing every step in my head
What did I miss back then?
I was so, so misled

I'm waiting, waiting for nothing
You're leaving, leaving me hanging
When did your heart go missing?
When did your heart go missing?
I treat you like a princess
But your life is just one big mess
When did your heart go missing?
When did your heart go missing?

I don't understand
How could you forget what we had,
It's so wrong

I'm waiting, waiting for nothing
You're leaving, leaving me hanging
When did your heart go missing?
When did your heart go missing?
I treat you like a princess
But your life is just one big mess
When did your heart go missing?
When did your heart go missing?

Things were so good
We had a little dream
A little dream together
Buy a house, settle down, do our thing
But you disappeared on me
And your heart, your heart went missin'
I don't know how to find it
I don't know where it is
I don't know where your heart went
It was here just the other day
Now it's gone

Sunday, July 06, 2008

random randomness.

"happy weekend!"

that's what people at the office say as we leave the office on Friday afternoons/nights. baka polite lang talaga sila. or, well, they're trying to say na 'hey, have fun over the weekend coz when monday rolls around, patay nanaman tayo sa trabaho.' well, at least they wished me well.

kaya nga lang, well-wishes dont do you any good. especially when you have a weekend headed for disaster.

bottom line is that, when you're not in good terms with a "really good" friend and with your boyfriend, you're really not in for a "happy" weekend.

Wednesday, July 02, 2008

because there are days when you just dont wanna get up in the morning..

hay. bangag ako kaninang umaga. at pagod. at hindi masyadong masaya. not even after the ice cream fix. now im trying the "lets see the world from a different perspective" approach.

im trying to see if i can make it alone. it just seems odd that for the most (and i mean MOST) part of my life, i've never really had anyone. and now, its odd trying to see myself without you. i'm not clingy, i think. and i dont think i've grown dependent either. just that, it feels right when your hands are in mine (or is it when my hands are in yours) and im in your arms (or is it when you are in mine). its just crazy really.

here's the deal, i think. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you.

ganun lang talaga ka-simple.

darkness

there is no single point of trauma that I can think of to explain how or why i react the way that i do. we were never poor, i was never mole...