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Wishes

We cannot choose who we fall in love with. But we can choose who we end up with. I hope you end up with the one you deeply madly love.

And if you can’t, if ever you end up with someone do not love, I hope the heavens will be gracious and merciful enough to change your heart if not the circumstances.

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365, Hushed Series (custom pieces), Prose, Writings

A future without him

I used to think that this was it. That my life was over without him in it. That I couldn’t be possibly any happier in the future than when I was with him. After he left me, it’s as if my world stopped spinning, and I became afraid of the future. I became afraid to think of the future, knowing fully that this time I have to imagine and rebuild it without him.

Yet, indeed, time heals everything. Days turned to months, and months turned to years, and I found that the world started spinning again, gradually, slowly, yet continuously and unfaltering. And I realized the world really did not stop for me. I’m the one who stopped. I’m the one who stopped moving, I’m the one who stopped caring, I’m the one who stopped trying to live. So with faith and hope for the future, I stood again. And here I am now, happy, complete, and contented with the life I built even without him.


This is a custom piece request by someone who asked to remain anonymous. 😊 I’m sorry if it took me quite some time to write it. I hope I did justice to your request. For some reason, I really find it hard to write someone’s else story. I tried my best though. 😊

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365, Poetry, Writings

If you let me be

I will be the Persephone to your Hades,
the yin to your yang,
the hope to your despair.
I will be that little light that gets in
to your cracked and dejected soul.
Or better yet, I will be yours forever.
If you just let me be.

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On Dreams, Prose, Writing Entries, Writings

Forever

He never listened. He hears, but he never listened to her. She wails and weeps, and pleads but he does nothing.

The first time they met was eons and thousands of centuries ago, in the beginning of time when Earth isn’t yet, and when their wings immortal still reflect the brilliant pureness of their souls.

But things soon changed, when Earth and Man are created.

One-third of them fell. All with different yet mostly shared reasons. Some fell due to pride, others with growing greed in their souls, several fell due to corporeal lust, some with the passion to rule and know more, and a select few to have earthly wisdom and experiences like that of Man.

She was one of them.

But unlike the others, she was the only one who fall for this reason: she falls in the idea of love, an all-consuming burning earthly love.

“Let a man love me.” Her wish had damned her.

And so all of them were cast out of Heaven, and was hurled down to the Earth. She was the last one to be thrown out.

He was the judge at that time, the appointed executor of the judgments among their kind.

She was at her knees while he was standing behind her, reading her sentence. His voice was cold, impassioned, and almost cruel.

As he was reading, the ground started shaking, and for a moment, she feared not for her soul but for the safety of this place she considered Home.

With one last look, she pleaded to him even if she knew that he couldn’t possibly do anything to change her punishment. Yet still, with a soul that starting to become more human than a being with wings, she hoped. She hoped that he would at least look at her with pity or sorrow for her plight.

But her eyes were met with a cold chilling stare. The ground beneath her collapsed and she fell.

She fell with a half-cry of his name in her mouth.

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Fast forward a million and thousands of thousands of years, they met again.

She is a human now, or so she thinks. With no recollection of whatsoever of the past, and with a soul that must be so stubborn that she made the same mistake again.

This time, she wished the opposite wish of what she desired before.

“Let an angel love me.”

What a stubborn soul. He said. It took me forever to make the tides turn and make her first wish come true.

So he never listened. He hears, but he never listened to her. She wails and weeps, and pleads but he does nothing.

He would not let her fall without catching her this time.

And this is true: he loves her, with an all-consuming burning earthly love.

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Inspired by #FWF Free Write Friday: Quote Prompt and my previous dream.

Poetry, Random Thoughts, Writings

All or Nothing

I don’t mind being nobody
or just someone else to most people,
as long as I am everything
to at least one, yes one,
just one breathing being in this world.
That alone is enough
but difficult to have,
because really…
Most of us are, sadly,
undeniably,
forsakenly,
just someone else
to someones life.

Poetry, Writing Entries, Writings

Lie to me if you must

Embrace me through the night
And let me feel you sigh
I want to feel your heartbeat close to mine
as it sky-rocketed through the sky

Hold me tight
Keep me warm
Even just through this night
I don’t care if this won’t last
as forever never do really last

Lie to me if you must
But don’t tell me this isn’t real
for tomorrow may be gone
and this moment is enough.

Lie to me if you must
but make me believe
even just this once
that your heart beats only for me
and this is nothing else but real.

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In response to #FWF Free Write Friday: Ponder This. My second take on this prompt! I guess, I just couldn’t let go of this one in my head.