JUST ONE SIMPLE PERSON
Dear _____,
It’s been a really long time since I’ve set pen to paper for you, but I felt the need to.
It’s hard to believe that just one simple person - you - could have had such a profound impact on me and on my life, but you have. Nothing changes that reality. And I am a better person for it, and I am grateful for it.
No matter what had happened, I still love you, though perhaps the way in which I love you has changed.
I wish I could know the real reason why you left, but I don’t suppose I ever will. You’ve always kept running away and just what from or why, I’ll never know. Id never ever hurt or harm you - never intentionally, that is.
But now I must say goodbye. Not permanently, of course, because you give me inspiration for all of my writing. You see, you touched me that deeply that you live on in all my work. You once told me to use my pain and write from it, and that is exactly what I’ve been doing, ironically. You’re the pain that feeds my imagination and brings forth new pieces - be they story, poem or song.
But I really must say goodbye to you and to the dream of you, as now my partner for life, my current soul mate, and I are beginning a new life together. I just wanted to say that I love and forgive you my best friend, kindred spirit and soul mate.
Love Always,
KEEPS MY HEART AS EASE
I never thought you would find me here,
the day I saw my chance to leave.
For opportunity is but a glimpse of light,
dimly lit through the cracks of a door.
Well thats what I tell my heart when this mind begins to wonder.
Oh God, still everytime I think of leaving,
her face reappears in my mind.
And I find myself retracting these footprints
where they have long made their mark.
Do I want to experience a life away fromt this place?
YES! But what kind of life would it be if she weren’t there?
Clearly, you my Lord of my first desire.
But Lord she does something to me,
that neither heart nor mind can explain.
She is proof my God, that you are a God of miracles.
For you created her.
And yet I plead, tear me away from that very mircale,
which stalls my departure.
Should I be joyous in this irony? For what stalls my departure
is what keeps my heart as ease.
Well while the days seem to grow much longer,
for each minute feels like a year in itself.
I picture myself away from this place,
but never away from that miracle, for she will never leave my mind.
I never thought you would find me here,
the day I saw my chance to leave.
For opportunity is but a glimpse of light,
dimly lit through the cracks of a door.
Well thats what I tell my heart when this mind begins to wonder.
Oh God, still everytime I think of leaving,
her face reappears in my mind.
And I find myself retracting these footprints
where they have long made their mark.
Do I want to experience a life away fromt this place?
YES! But what kind of life would it be if she weren’t there?
Clearly, you my Lord of my first desire.
But Lord she does something to me,
that neither heart nor mind can explain.
She is proof my God, that you are a God of miracles.
For you created her.
And yet I plead, tear me away from that very mircale,
which stalls my departure.Should I be joyous in this irony? For what stalls my departure
is what keeps my heart as ease.
Well while the days seem to grow much longer,
for each minute feels like a year in itself.
I picture myself away from this place,
but never away from that miracle, for she will never leave my mind.
MY HEART DESIRES
_____, My RAinbow,
It’s been awhile since you left to go back where you belong. I was left here with a promise of meeting again after a year. How could it be? You’ve gone to be with your love.
I am no better than her. You were of the same kind. I am not. But why leave me with such a promise? What am I to you? A friend really? You did not let me feel that way. There is something more.
With the way you touched and looked at me. Your happiness and laughter when were together spoke of love. Nothing’s been spoken. There was no need for explanation. But you did. Why would you care of how I feel when you’re with her? Why being with her put sadness in your eyes? And now, you left me a promise.
Shall i wait for you like you want me to? Shall I go on my way? My heart is hoping. And waiting against my will. They say that if you really want something, the universe will be on your side to have it. Well, I do want you. And I wish for you.
To see you again is what my heart desires. To speak of love untold. Beyond the limits of race and culture. Unbounded of any rules and laws. Until then, I’d always be your Filipina friend. Until then, I’ll remember you...For always...
Waiting For You,
_____
_____, My RAinbow,
It’s been awhile since you left to go back where you belong. I was left here with a promise of meeting again after a year. How could it be? You’ve gone to be with your love.
I am no better than her. You were of the same kind. I am not. But why leave me with such a promise? What am I to you? A friend really? You did not let me feel that way. There is something more.
With the way you touched and looked at me. Your happiness and laughter when were together spoke of love. Nothing’s been spoken. There was no need for explanation. But you did. Why would you care of how I feel when you’re with her? Why being with her put sadness in your eyes? And now, you left me a promise.
Shall i wait for you like you want me to? Shall I go on my way? My heart is hoping. And waiting against my will. They say that if you really want something, the universe will be on your side to have it. Well, I do want you. And I wish for you.
To see you again is what my heart desires. To speak of love untold. Beyond the limits of race and culture. Unbounded of any rules and laws. Until then, I’d always be your Filipina friend. Until then, I’ll remember you...For always...
Waiting For You,
_____
EVEN FOR I THINK YOU DON’T
To My Beloved,
I wanna let you know how grateful I am to the hours that you spent with me at the phone even for I think you don’t knew me at all. That’s one of my most cherished moments in my entire life. For the minutes that we share our stories through the phone, the only minutes that I was able to hear your voice, my heart beat to the fastest and you know, I can’t breath.
"A STRANGER SMILE AT ME,
THAT HAS A MEANING OR NONE AT ALL.
BUT THAT SMILE STARTS ME TO FALL."
That’s our story, but I’m pretty sure that not just a simple smile.
Those seconds that you’re looking at me, that was nothing for me, but a day past and I search for you, and I don’t fail. I have that much source that I got even your phone number. From that day on, now and forevermore,
I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU.
To My Beloved,
I wanna let you know how grateful I am to the hours that you spent with me at the phone even for I think you don’t knew me at all. That’s one of my most cherished moments in my entire life. For the minutes that we share our stories through the phone, the only minutes that I was able to hear your voice, my heart beat to the fastest and you know, I can’t breath.
"A STRANGER SMILE AT ME,
THAT HAS A MEANING OR NONE AT ALL.
BUT THAT SMILE STARTS ME TO FALL."
That’s our story, but I’m pretty sure that not just a simple smile.
Those seconds that you’re looking at me, that was nothing for me, but a day past and I search for you, and I don’t fail. I have that much source that I got even your phone number. From that day on, now and forevermore,
I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU.
We’ve been together for quite sometime now and I am so greatful to have you as my partner. You have thought me things that I never knew. You made me realize that love can be very patient and understanding. Despite of my hung ups, crankiness and mood swings, you still loved me unconditionally. You made me realize that what we have is not just a relationship, but a commitment. Thank you for taking good care of me and making me feel special. I know there is no such thing as forever, but I do hope we could stay in love for a long time and our feelings for each other will never change.
I love you babe..
I love you babe..
ENTWINED, THE ENTIRE NIGHT, MAYBE LONGER
Dear _____
This is my first love letter to you, even though I’m not sure if I love you. Or if you love me. But if I had to guess, I’d say we do.
I want to tell you about our first night together. Yes, of course you were there. I’m sure you remember it. But I want to share with you the part that you weren’t privy to. The part I found satisfying and symbolic.
For every hour we spent in your bed, you held me. Somehow we were entwined, the entire night. Not for one moment did you let me go, out of your grasp, beyond your touch. It was as though the other side of the bed would have been a world away.
I slept with my head resting against your chest. Like I had run a race and stopped to lie on the ground, with my face cradled by the softest, sunwarmed grass. The earth underneath, your heart below, beating with life.
Each time I moved away, your hand reached out to bring me back. When a person is asleep can he know his arms are empty? How can a man far in one place summon love from another?
I had forgotten how delicious that could be, to be joined not by words or thoughts but by flesh: soft, warm, heavy. When a sigh is a sentence and a caress a paragraph.
So in return I offer you what comes out of my fingertips - my words.
They, and I, are yours,
Dear _____
This is my first love letter to you, even though I’m not sure if I love you. Or if you love me. But if I had to guess, I’d say we do.
I want to tell you about our first night together. Yes, of course you were there. I’m sure you remember it. But I want to share with you the part that you weren’t privy to. The part I found satisfying and symbolic.
For every hour we spent in your bed, you held me. Somehow we were entwined, the entire night. Not for one moment did you let me go, out of your grasp, beyond your touch. It was as though the other side of the bed would have been a world away.
I slept with my head resting against your chest. Like I had run a race and stopped to lie on the ground, with my face cradled by the softest, sunwarmed grass. The earth underneath, your heart below, beating with life.
Each time I moved away, your hand reached out to bring me back. When a person is asleep can he know his arms are empty? How can a man far in one place summon love from another?
I had forgotten how delicious that could be, to be joined not by words or thoughts but by flesh: soft, warm, heavy. When a sigh is a sentence and a caress a paragraph.
So in return I offer you what comes out of my fingertips - my words.
They, and I, are yours,
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