• Another Reason (I Don’t Need)

    I don’t need another reason to remember why I hide. I don’t need another reason to remind me why I chose this single life; that I’ve been running all this time. I don’t need another reason to question my choice or regret the detours I take when I hear your voice. I don’t need another reason to hate your indifference, or my senseless devotion and the inevitable effects of oxytocin. I don’t need another reason to fool my intelligence, to lie to my family, my friends, my readers, my own goddarn self who knows the truth deep in her heart. I don’t need another reason to prove me right; and…

  • When You Give More than You Get

    I won’t list specific situations, but many times in the past I acted in a selfish ways towards others. I’ve done things without thinking about their feelings or the consequences my actions could bring. Subconsciously or not, though I’ve never been the kind to directly demand that all eyes be on me, I’ve occasionally made it all about me. Yet, in spite of this flawed system of mine that can sometimes be so indomitable, I recently came to the realization that I tend to give more than I get, without expecting anything in return. It’s a genuine act of benevolence, because when you give more than you get, you know…

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    Patterns – You Go!

    From the obvious observations diaries, I present to you this tiny piece. When the tide is high, you surf When the current’s low, you swim When the tea is poured, you drink When the bills are due, you pay When the food is served, you eat When your feet are tired, you sit When the feeling’s strong, you love When inspiration strikes, you create When the music is good, you dance When the going gets tough, you vent When life lessons speak, you learn When opportunity knocks, you open When your time comes, you GO. There’s a pattern to everything, whether human-made or by nature. And since I know how…

  • The Ones Who Stay, The Ones Who Go Away

    There are friends who want you to stay Friends who want you away Friends in distress Friends in happiness Friends from childhood Friends you just met There are friends who show up Friends who give up Friends who go the extra mile Friends who won’t walk down one aisle Friends you can sin with Friends to go to church with There are friends who believe in you Friends who doubt you Friends who call to check on you Friends who call to get something from you Friends who listen when you talk Friends who only do the talk There are friends you can get wild with Friends you can only…

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    The Boy Who Didn’t Choose Me

    I guess it is in my head where destiny has decided to write your name. Forever wondering about the day when it’ll no longer be it or why I have no say. Doesn’t matter if I move north or south; you’re still one of those memories that stand tall and proud. And I can’t, for the life of me, understand why in history life chose the boy who didn’t choose me. How many other hearts have you broken? Oh, right; you wouldn’t know because we all know you like to pretend you’re a saint. Forgive me, my friend, but the line is long. We all standing here know your game.…