Category: love
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“will you accept a broken kind of love?”
Buildings and stop signsSome good pictures,Some tunes that rhymeAfter a few laughsAnd some good foodYou somehow managed to ruin the mood— by joking way too carelesslyStop me if I’m taking it way too seriously,But are you really just playing me? Some posts and flexesHere we go again— that after you show your love for meA…
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“ano ba tayo?”
Kung tatanungin mo ako kung “ano ba tayo?”Marahil sa una ay ‘di kita masasagotDi kita masasagot kasi hindi ko alamBaka hindi pa tayo handaBaka hindi pa natin kaya Kung tatanungin mo ako kung “ano nga ba tayo?”Marahil sa umpisa’y matutuwa akoMatutuwa ako kasi nagtatanong kaMatutuwa ako kasi may pakialam kaKonting pangangamba– maaaring nakakabahalaPero konting pangangamba’y…
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i just wanted to dance
I just wanted to dance But you were so ready – so ready to give me the world I think it’s my moral duty to uphold – to refrain from breaking your heart I just wanted to dance At second glance, It didn’t seem to be all that harmful Days were full of laughter Banters…
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As A Fat Girl In The Dating Scene
Dating is not new to me. Ever since I grew to be heavier than normal, I’ve been in several situationships and a handful of dates. Yet, every time, my weight comes up. And no, I don’t date faulty men– at least not hardcore body shamers. I’ve actually come across people who like me for me…
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a coffee and an appointment
A coffee and an appointmentRight here in the momentI think of how you are Are you really fine? No one has told me — that as time would pass byWe’d mean this much to each otherI’d go through days and ponderYet the only thing that will linger Is how I’m starting to get hopeful,even certain…
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chaos and calm
It’s been awhile— since I last wrote like thisUnapologetic, unbotheredMy thoughts have not witheredWhile I watch what you do next There’s always a sense of anxiety— of what he’ll do next— of when he’ll call againWill he text me again? Yet, in the middle— in the middle, I am hopefulHopeful with caution If I don’t…
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to love is to be powerless
To love is to be powerlessTo be comfortable with giving your power away— Because you love To love is to lose controlTo not chase what’s for youAnd merely receive What even is love— when you’re in complete control? To love is to be powerless— Because you love
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what is love?
What is love? Is it something you feel? Is it something you do? Is it something you talk about? We dream of finding love– of being right smack in the middle of it. To love and be loved. Does love feel like peace? Does it feel like assurance? Does love make you laugh– carry your…
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i’m not just in it for the feelings
In the process I’m in the process Thinking, rationalizing, strategizing I have his heart Yet I’ve been too careful with mine A love that is sure We all want it And his love is willing – willing to work hard for me I dream of seeing him – be everything He wants him to be…
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blame it on the overtly ambitious
We try to control what’s next – in an attempt to not get hurt Help me not have the final word – when I say that I don’t need – someone like you in my life Maybe it’s in the vibe For it‘s quite refreshing – refreshing how you went after what you want And…