Couldn't think of any person who passed away. So I guess I have to leave this list and move on to the next. I just hope all the souls in purgatory will go to Heaven very very soon.
God bless us all!
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Day 11 — A Deceased Person You Wish You Could Talk To
Couldn't think of any person who passed away. So I guess I have to leave this list and move on to the next. I just hope all the souls in purgatory will go to Heaven very very soon.
God bless us all!
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Day 10 — Someone You Don’t Talk To As Much As You’d Like To
B,
Just this evening, we saw each other. And suddenly I realized, you should be the person in this letter. Someone I don’t talk to as much as I’d like to. As I looked at you, I feel like there’s already a barrier between us. I don’t know you anymore. Not in a bad sense of course. You are so popular that everything’s new to you. I feel like there are still things you don’t know about me anymore, vice versa. I noticed that we’ve grown up so big and so fast – in a matured way, okay? But hell yeah, way back in high school we were so thin! Oh yes! Seriously, I feel that we are professionals while having dinner.
I really don’t know what to write but I really want to go back to the time we were walking home eating banana cues and laughing like it’s the end of the world. That night was one of the happiest moments of my life. Why? Because that was the day we became super close.
You’re one of the people I trust – we shared secrets to each other, we talked about rumors in school and made fun of them, we discussed our feelings about our friends (oops, not that we were backstabbers then) because we want to be emotional (epek lang), we laughed and smiled at people’s mistakes, we even cried over the telephone whenever we feel goaded at each other. I shared ideas and you shared yours. Glad that after all this time, we don’t even share our boys.
Things have changed and I missed you. I missed your jokes. I missed your late night calls. Hahaha, boyfriend anyone? But seriously, sometimes when our telephone rings, I wish it was you. If I’m not mistaken, our phone rang two nights ago and I hurriedly answered it. I was wrong, it wasn’t you. There’s this feeling of excitement that wanted me to share happy thoughts that night to you. As if thousands of stories are already stored in my mind and I want you to absorb it all.
We have our different lives now. Walking home laughing and eating banana cues will never happen again. We’re grownups now. My desire to keep you closer once more won’t happen, distance sets in and I can’t control it.
I want you to fulfill your dreams. Keep working hard on Baby Couture magazine as an Associate Editor and prove everyone right in seeing so much potential in you. I’m really happy that you’re “somewhat” happy with your life right now. Stop being paranoid and do not over think things sometimes, well maybe always?
I'm glad we kept in touch for a little while. I had fun laughing with you. Thankiew!
Love Forever,
D
Just this evening, we saw each other. And suddenly I realized, you should be the person in this letter. Someone I don’t talk to as much as I’d like to. As I looked at you, I feel like there’s already a barrier between us. I don’t know you anymore. Not in a bad sense of course. You are so popular that everything’s new to you. I feel like there are still things you don’t know about me anymore, vice versa. I noticed that we’ve grown up so big and so fast – in a matured way, okay? But hell yeah, way back in high school we were so thin! Oh yes! Seriously, I feel that we are professionals while having dinner.
I really don’t know what to write but I really want to go back to the time we were walking home eating banana cues and laughing like it’s the end of the world. That night was one of the happiest moments of my life. Why? Because that was the day we became super close.
You’re one of the people I trust – we shared secrets to each other, we talked about rumors in school and made fun of them, we discussed our feelings about our friends (oops, not that we were backstabbers then) because we want to be emotional (epek lang), we laughed and smiled at people’s mistakes, we even cried over the telephone whenever we feel goaded at each other. I shared ideas and you shared yours. Glad that after all this time, we don’t even share our boys.
Things have changed and I missed you. I missed your jokes. I missed your late night calls. Hahaha, boyfriend anyone? But seriously, sometimes when our telephone rings, I wish it was you. If I’m not mistaken, our phone rang two nights ago and I hurriedly answered it. I was wrong, it wasn’t you. There’s this feeling of excitement that wanted me to share happy thoughts that night to you. As if thousands of stories are already stored in my mind and I want you to absorb it all.
We have our different lives now. Walking home laughing and eating banana cues will never happen again. We’re grownups now. My desire to keep you closer once more won’t happen, distance sets in and I can’t control it.
I want you to fulfill your dreams. Keep working hard on Baby Couture magazine as an Associate Editor and prove everyone right in seeing so much potential in you. I’m really happy that you’re “somewhat” happy with your life right now. Stop being paranoid and do not over think things sometimes, well maybe always?
I'm glad we kept in touch for a little while. I had fun laughing with you. Thankiew!
Love Forever,
D
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Day 9 — Someone You Wish You Could Meet
Peter Hernandez,
Are you serious? I love everything about you. Your songs got me hooked. I never get tired of it. Just so you know, I dreamed of you tonight. I don't know if I'd be happy or not (because you were there!) Here’s the gist: I was about to buy ticket for your concert but the tickets were sold out and everyone in the ticket lane was laughing at me. I don't know why? That sucks, right?
I won't laugh on you because you misspelled the word "phlegm". No one's perfect, but can I just say? I hate that you don't reply on my tweets. But it's okay, I'm an understanding person and so I love you still. I promise not to be suicidal.
I love the way you are. Your smooth voice while wearing that grey fedora in which there's a messy hair inside, and sweet smile make my heart melt. Whenever I'm feeling blue, all I do is to play your albums for me to be happy. Hihi!
I just wish I was the girl somewhere in Brooklyn. To give me all your love is all I ever asked, ‘cause what you don't understand is I’d catch a grenade for you. You're going to be a trillionaire if you keep singing amazing songs that us girls love to hear. Haha. /blushing
I'm so proud of what you've become, I can't get enough of you. If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea, I'll sail the world to find you. Try to write genius songs that girls would be so into you and die for you.
Hopefully I'll get the chance to meet and kiss you someday! Visit me here in Manila!
Mahal kita, Bruno Mars. ♥
All My Love,
Deah
Are you serious? I love everything about you. Your songs got me hooked. I never get tired of it. Just so you know, I dreamed of you tonight. I don't know if I'd be happy or not (because you were there!) Here’s the gist: I was about to buy ticket for your concert but the tickets were sold out and everyone in the ticket lane was laughing at me. I don't know why? That sucks, right?
I won't laugh on you because you misspelled the word "phlegm". No one's perfect, but can I just say? I hate that you don't reply on my tweets. But it's okay, I'm an understanding person and so I love you still. I promise not to be suicidal.
I love the way you are. Your smooth voice while wearing that grey fedora in which there's a messy hair inside, and sweet smile make my heart melt. Whenever I'm feeling blue, all I do is to play your albums for me to be happy. Hihi!
I just wish I was the girl somewhere in Brooklyn. To give me all your love is all I ever asked, ‘cause what you don't understand is I’d catch a grenade for you. You're going to be a trillionaire if you keep singing amazing songs that us girls love to hear. Haha. /blushing
I'm so proud of what you've become, I can't get enough of you. If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea, I'll sail the world to find you. Try to write genius songs that girls would be so into you and die for you.
Hopefully I'll get the chance to meet and kiss you someday! Visit me here in Manila!
Mahal kita, Bruno Mars. ♥
All My Love,
Deah
Monday, November 8, 2010
Day 8 - Favorite Internet Friend
FNF,
Ever since you came out in your mom's womb, you are my favorite. Hahahahaha charot lang. Kidding aside, I address this day 8 to you just because we met and got close through the internet. As far as I remember, we never talked much when we were in college. We had different set of friends way back. We had the same class schedule and professors, we just never happened to run into each other. People don't know that at home, we always find time to share things. I couldn't remember if I was shy when we had our first conversation. (Obviously, it was about Ed and Anton) There's just something that I don’t know why I open things to you easily. I'm so glad I had you to talk to late at night. Wait, that's not even dirty okay? HAHA.
I love that we always have the same sentiments about life - love, friends, family, work, crushes and the list goes on. Sometimes, I wonder if we're twin sisters. What you are experiencing is the same as mine. When you're happy, I'm happy. When you're tired, I'm tired. When you're sad, I'm bad. How cool, isn't? I love that we are both huggable. I love that we are bastos sometimes?. I love the way you lie, haha este, you are. You are simple and true, you are a blessing in disguise. There's so much to say but I know you know how much I'm grateful you're my FNF. We don't deserve to be very heartbroken, neither does anybody else in this cookie cutter world. I do hope that true happiness and love locate us very soon.
I want to thank you for your meaningful advices. I'm glad that there is a cute living thing that I can turn to when I need someone. I was surprised because I really don't know that a Journalism student like you exists in UST. Haha, but thanks to PLDT dsl for letting me access on the internet twenty four hours and found a friend who is always online and ready to listen whenever I have something to share to. Just letting you know that you're not only my favorite new friend but also my internet friend. I really enjoy talking to you. That's a fact!
Let's talk more, I missed you!
Yours truly,
FNF
Ever since you came out in your mom's womb, you are my favorite. Hahahahaha charot lang. Kidding aside, I address this day 8 to you just because we met and got close through the internet. As far as I remember, we never talked much when we were in college. We had different set of friends way back. We had the same class schedule and professors, we just never happened to run into each other. People don't know that at home, we always find time to share things. I couldn't remember if I was shy when we had our first conversation. (Obviously, it was about Ed and Anton) There's just something that I don’t know why I open things to you easily. I'm so glad I had you to talk to late at night. Wait, that's not even dirty okay? HAHA.
I love that we always have the same sentiments about life - love, friends, family, work, crushes and the list goes on. Sometimes, I wonder if we're twin sisters. What you are experiencing is the same as mine. When you're happy, I'm happy. When you're tired, I'm tired. When you're sad, I'm bad. How cool, isn't? I love that we are both huggable. I love that we are bastos sometimes?. I love the way you lie, haha este, you are. You are simple and true, you are a blessing in disguise. There's so much to say but I know you know how much I'm grateful you're my FNF. We don't deserve to be very heartbroken, neither does anybody else in this cookie cutter world. I do hope that true happiness and love locate us very soon.
I want to thank you for your meaningful advices. I'm glad that there is a cute living thing that I can turn to when I need someone. I was surprised because I really don't know that a Journalism student like you exists in UST. Haha, but thanks to PLDT dsl for letting me access on the internet twenty four hours and found a friend who is always online and ready to listen whenever I have something to share to. Just letting you know that you're not only my favorite new friend but also my internet friend. I really enjoy talking to you. That's a fact!
Let's talk more, I missed you!
Yours truly,
FNF
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/love/crush
Dearest You,
I thought you're the one. I thought you're not one of the jerks in the crowd. I thought you're never going to break my heart. Look what happened. I hope you could take a look what is in my heart. I wish you could read my thoughts and my heart right now. But you can’t. You never have.
Some says that there are some relationships that change you for the better. And some relationships that wound you so much that you are unable to live your life the way you should. Our relationship is the latter. The ending of our relationship was painful. More painful than anything I have ever experienced. If it wasn't for you, I would never learn to be stronger and better each and every day. I have learned that when it is not the right relationship, it just isn't the right relationship.
You've hurt me in a unique way. I congratulate you for that. I don't know if you can fully understand my situation right now. This can never be fixed if you don't allow yourself to speak. You never allowed me to express my sadness when you betrayed me. You never allowed me to see you and talk to you personally for you to explain why you did it.
I was hurt, or should I say I'm still hurting right now. That night was the worst ever, you did not only take my heart but also the pride I had for myself. You took it and never explained why you could do something so hurtful to the person you say you love deeply. You are not manly enough, that's it.
When you greeted me on my 21st birthday, I felt unloved. I didn't feel anything but resentment. I was hoping you were the first or last one who will greet me. I was wrong. You sent me a message the day after my special day and telling me you forgot it. I know you know how excited I was. Five months ago, we were planning what to do on my birthday. We planned it very well, but since we drifted apart, it never happened. I guess I always wanted you to love me and to continue to love even if we're no longer together. So I admit, that I am selfish. Nonetheless, if ever we could go back and stay together, I think we will just destroy each other. Today is the time we should realize that it has to end...now. Well here we are, five months of no talking after you apologized, and tried pathetically to rebuild a friendship.
I must admit, I'm slightly nervous writing this letter to you. I have so much to say but my heart can't take to continue writing anymore. I think I'm in danger. I'm in danger of not recovering from the pain you've caused me. But allow me to say thank you. Thank you for letting me go. I miss you sometimes, but it was the best decision you could have made. I won’t ever forget the kisses that you gave me. I still think of you. I still want to talk to you. I still pray for you. I still want to hold your hand and hug you for the very last time.
I loved you. I cared about you. I loved us. I cared about us. You're not the one for me. I'm finally letting you go. Good luck and God bless in your life and career as well.
Always,
The Girl You Left Behind And Will Be Happier Without You.
I thought you're the one. I thought you're not one of the jerks in the crowd. I thought you're never going to break my heart. Look what happened. I hope you could take a look what is in my heart. I wish you could read my thoughts and my heart right now. But you can’t. You never have.
Some says that there are some relationships that change you for the better. And some relationships that wound you so much that you are unable to live your life the way you should. Our relationship is the latter. The ending of our relationship was painful. More painful than anything I have ever experienced. If it wasn't for you, I would never learn to be stronger and better each and every day. I have learned that when it is not the right relationship, it just isn't the right relationship.
You've hurt me in a unique way. I congratulate you for that. I don't know if you can fully understand my situation right now. This can never be fixed if you don't allow yourself to speak. You never allowed me to express my sadness when you betrayed me. You never allowed me to see you and talk to you personally for you to explain why you did it.
I was hurt, or should I say I'm still hurting right now. That night was the worst ever, you did not only take my heart but also the pride I had for myself. You took it and never explained why you could do something so hurtful to the person you say you love deeply. You are not manly enough, that's it.
When you greeted me on my 21st birthday, I felt unloved. I didn't feel anything but resentment. I was hoping you were the first or last one who will greet me. I was wrong. You sent me a message the day after my special day and telling me you forgot it. I know you know how excited I was. Five months ago, we were planning what to do on my birthday. We planned it very well, but since we drifted apart, it never happened. I guess I always wanted you to love me and to continue to love even if we're no longer together. So I admit, that I am selfish. Nonetheless, if ever we could go back and stay together, I think we will just destroy each other. Today is the time we should realize that it has to end...now. Well here we are, five months of no talking after you apologized, and tried pathetically to rebuild a friendship.
I must admit, I'm slightly nervous writing this letter to you. I have so much to say but my heart can't take to continue writing anymore. I think I'm in danger. I'm in danger of not recovering from the pain you've caused me. But allow me to say thank you. Thank you for letting me go. I miss you sometimes, but it was the best decision you could have made. I won’t ever forget the kisses that you gave me. I still think of you. I still want to talk to you. I still pray for you. I still want to hold your hand and hug you for the very last time.
I loved you. I cared about you. I loved us. I cared about us. You're not the one for me. I'm finally letting you go. Good luck and God bless in your life and career as well.
Always,
The Girl You Left Behind And Will Be Happier Without You.
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