LIke a lovestruck teenager,
I am holding onto you.
But you don’t even know me,
you never had a clue.
About the love I feel,
Or the dreams I have inside.
You don’t even think about me,
yet you’re always in my mind.
Like a lovestruck teenager,
I’m writing letters everyday.
Though I never had the guts to send ’em to you.
But I keep on writing anyway.
About the everything I feel,
And all the love I want to give.
But you were always with someone else.
And my love, you cannot receive.
Still like a lovestruck teenager,
I am not afraid to let you know.
That your smile is my favorite vision.
and I can never let you go.
I was supposed to be at work today but I chose not to go. These past few days, it has been raining heavily here in my part of the world.
Well, living in a tropical country my whole life, I am used to the rain. We only have two seasons, summer and rainy, that is. I am not a summer person, I don’t like the idea of the prickly heat sensation in skin. I love the cold weather though we seldom have that here. When it rains its cold and I used to love it and I think I still do. But its different now, I have a job and I have to brave the weather in order to get to the office. I worked six consecutive days last week, It was tiring and the rain didn’t make it any easier. I don’t have a car so I commute back and forth and there are numerous occasions on that 6-day work sched that I had to ride a cab because of the rain and that wasn’t practical considering of how much I earn, Imagine that one-way taxi ride is already 1/3 of my daily rate. Not to mention 4 pairs of shoes were also ruined by the rain but that didn’t stop me from completing my sched last week without any absences or tardiness. I was actually proud of myself. I told myself that this August, I will have a perfect attendance at work but tht didn’t happen.
Today, I was supposed to come in for work at 3am. (We follow another country’s time zone at work.) I was planning to go to work at 10 pm last night because it’s not safe to commute at the wee hours of the night but my plan didn’t work out because of the non-stop heavy rains I turned on the T.V. and apparently the country has been experiencing heavy rains for 9 consecutive days. On that nine days of rain, there are certain periods of time that the rain would stop but since yesterday night, this particular rain still hasn’t stopped. One weird thing about it is that there are no storms noted, this is just caused by a monsoon or something.
While I’m writing this, I am hearing the heavy drops of rain and thunders outside. A lot of streets and roads are flooded. It’s like Ketsana all-over again. I hope this rain will be over soon, I am missing the sun. I hate seeing visions of flooded communities and people losing their houses in the news.
It’s good that I don’t live in a flood-prone area but it’s terrible to see the news and hear about people actually losing their houses because of this senseless rain. Now, I think Global Warming is making its presence known.
I opened my eyes to a new morning.
I have nowhere to go but my spirit’s soaring.
No idea about what will happen today.
But I know there’s nothing that can cause dismay.
Good thoughts and nice flutter.
I feel the wind touching my face.
Such a very good feeling.
The air is my saving grace.
I feel most alive now.
With such a youthful drive.
I know life wouldn’t be easy.
But I don’t mind to strive.
I was never really an optimist
but it’s nice to be on for a change.
I don’t want to dwell on the bad
when positivitiy has an endless range.
It’s been quite some time since i last posted something here. I don’t know why but these past few weeks I have had a hard time writing. Trust me, I tried several times to write in the past days, I had few unfinished works that I couldn’t really give a good closing words to.
Maybe it’s the stresses of life, work, and dreams. But I never want to ever lose my ability to string words together. It’s too important for me to give up, It’s one of the few things that made me feel good.
I remember the first time that I didn’t blog for 9 days. I posted my explanation as to why I wasn’t able to write during that period. But its different before, I was so busy and I tired but I knew then I still have the words in my head. But over the last few weeks of my silence, I was worried because I really don’t have the words.
Today I woke up, still not knowing what to write but I remembered the advice that another blogger, a very wise man and friend, told me before. He said “Come back to writing when you are ready.”
And I think I am ready now. So I am writing again. Forgive me if my new future works suck or what not. I am still at lost but I am trying to find the words and hopefully I can. 🙂