An Open Letter To The Heartbroken

Hello, I’ve heard that you’re experiencing a heartbreak right now. Well, I’ve been there, too. Just like you, I cried a lot. But, if you come to think of it, you should be happy. You know why? Here are some … Continue reading



Before I start this blog, I would like to say that I am honestly and sincerely sorry and saddened about the tragic terrorist attack that happened in Paris and I have nothing against the French and those who truly support and mourn because of this.

So here’s the thing. Here in my country (Philippines), people tend to go with the trends so quickly. No matter what the trend might be, they will go with it even though they have no idea of what it truly is and what it means. Facebook have shown their support in Paris, France by encouraging its users to use an app or something that can give a flag effect to their profile picture. Before the terrorist attack happened, the flag filter used by Facebook was the rainbow flag that showed support for the LGBT community ’bout the #LoveWins thing. Now that terrorists have attacked France, of course its flag will be used, right? People started using this filter all around the world, some of them are sincere, some of them just want to be “in” with what’s new. And it sucks whenever I see people I know who doesn’t give a f*ck about Paris before the tragedy be completely affected by what happened as if they lost someone because of the attack. They won’t stop posting stuff related to it. I don’t even know if they knew what the flag of France was before. I am not against their support, but it is TOO MUCH to the point where it seems FAKE. Instead of posting #PrayForParis over and over and over again, they can just use their time to really PRAY instead of posting about it.

Another thing that caught my attention is that why do most of the people focus mainly on Paris when on the same exact day, other horrible events that took thousand of lives happened in other countries like in Mexico, Japan, Baghdad, and in some other places. Instead of using the flag thingy to show mourning or support for Paris, why not use a plain black profile photo without their faces or a black ribbon or something creative that can show WORLD PEACE SUPPORT instead? Paris wasn’t the only place who suffered.

I just wish some people would stop being so narrow.


Then And Now

Have you ever been so into someone that he made your whole life change?
Every piece of you touched by his every word,
Every second of your life feels like you’ve been living forever,
How you see things now is way too perfect for you to describe.

I do feel these things now,
And I’ve never felt so selfless in my whole life.

Making him happy became my purpose.
Hurting him became my greatest fear.
Losing him became my nightmare.
And, taking care of him became my nature.

Before him, there was music,
Before him, I can only see perfection in my dreams,
Now, he has become my living rhythm,
And he made reality better than my dreams.

Is this madness?
Some might think it’s crazy.
But, if what they think about it is right,

Then I would never want to be sane once again.

Because I’d rather live a world full of crazy things that make me happy,
Than to live a normal world that makes me feel empty.

I Remember…

I remember day the sun shined the brightest through my window.
I looked outside and saw how it lit up everything around me,
I saw the best things that God has given to the world,
The sun’s rays touching my face, making me feel special and worthy.
The sun made me feel safe, warm, and at peace.

I remember the day the moonlight shined across the dark sky,
The clouds covering it every once in a while.
I never knew that the moon covers its loneliness with the clouds,
But its light still shining through,
Giving more beauty to the darkness that surrounds them.

I remember the day when a warm breeze touched my skin,
Making me feel like I was never alone,
Every breath I take makes me feel free,
With every blow of the wind takes my worries away with it,
Freeing my soul from all the burdens and pain it was carrying.

I remember the day I looked at my own reflection.
I saw the way how my reflection looked at me back with love.
It was the day I felt most wanted and secured,
The day I first felt I am beautiful the way I am,
The day I embraced my flaws and all that I have.

I remember the day when I felt most grateful,
So grateful that all my fears got all blurred out,
My tears washed away, my doubts set aside.

I remember the day when you came along,
That was the day I saw the sun,
The day I saw the moon,
The day I felt the breeze,
And, the day I found myself.

What is it like to be human?

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