To the Moon and Back

2 rabbits looking at the moon:
Rabbit 1: How far is the moon from here?
Rabbit 2: It's very, very far that you can't count the distance.
R1: Wow, really?
R2: Yes, really.

(silence)

R2: Why do you ask?
R1: Nothing. I love you.
R2: I know.
R1: I love you from here to the moon.
R2: I love you more.
R1: You can't love me more. From here to the moon is already countless!
R2: Yes, I can... Because I love you from here to the moon... and back...

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Yipee!!! 6 years down, 12 more lifetimes to go!
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Hello Back

She felt him moving, stirring from a deep sleep… 

She continued to pretend to sleep and closed her eyes while trying to place where he knew the man that was beside her.

She remembered his laughter that made her melt, his warm smile that made it impossible not to smile back, his touch that made her feel weak, his sad brown eyes that made her long to cross oceans for him.

But try as hard as she could, she couldn’t remember who he was.

She knows he was wide awake now, he could feel her staring at him while she lay with her eyes closed.

She could feel her eyes burn with tears as she tried to remember who this man was, she knows him from somewhere;

She remembered the feeling of… She stopped for a second, thinking of the word that would best describe what she felt.

‘Happiness’, yes, happiness she decided… She remembered feeling happy with him.

She longed to open her eyes and look at his face. She knows with just one look, he could make everything alright. He could chase away her fears, her hesitations, her anger, her confusion and her sadness…

But she was afraid that if she opens her eyes and look at him, all he would give her would be a blank stare.

She’s afraid he won’t recognize who she was, ‘Do you know who I am?’ she would have been forced to ask him and she’s too scared to hear his answer.

She took a calming breath and opened her eyes to find him looking at her. 

She smiled brightly trying to disguise the sadness in her eyes, “Hello, stranger…” she said softly, trying not to choke on her tears.

He smiled his warm smile and everything came rushing back to her “Hello back”, he whispered.

Hello, Stranger

Feeling the warm morning light on his face, he opened his eyes slowly and looked at the clock on his bedside table. 

Thinking it’s too early, he had intentions of just turning to his side and sleeping for several more minutes, when he saw her.

Her face looks familiar but he can’t remember her name. Her long, dark lashes rested on her cheeks like black fans, and her soft red lips we’re curved into a half smile. 

He looked at her for a couple of minutes trying to remember who she was. He knows her from somewhere;

He tried racking his brains to remember where, but couldn’t. 

He knows she likes gummi bears and hates the smell of musty, old books but that’s all he could remember.

He looked at her again and he felt something heavy in his chest, and he couldn’t breathe. 

‘Who are you?’ he longed to ask. I think I know who you are but I can’t seem to remember…

He was still thinking hard and trying to remember who this girl was, when she suddenly opened her eyes, smiled and said, 

“Hello, stranger…”

So, you think...?

“Hey, so you think we could…?” he started,

“I’m sorry, but no.” she said smiling.

“I don’t understand, I…” he chuckled nervously,

But she cut him off quickly, “Nope”.

“But, you haven’t even…” he tried again,

“No.” she replied rather curtly.

“Please, try to…” he started again,

“Nah-uh, the answer is NO!” she said, rather loudly this time.

“Can I at least…” he wanted to explain,

“The answer is no” she said seriously.

“But, I heard you like…” he started to argue,

“Zip it, I’m not interested.” She responded.

“Fine, you’re probably right and you won’t even find anything I have to say remotely interesting! I’ll leave you alone, alright, but I just want to let you know what you’re miss-…” he said,

“Okay” she said.

You had me at Psst...

This is a lurrve story 10 years in the making, or rather took 10 yrs to expire...

I guess I finally got the answer to my question 10 years ago... Yes, I am forever doomed to feel this way, a life-time habit is really hard to break.

But you really can't blame me for not trying.

The tightness in the chest, cold hands and the sudden urge to laugh out loud still comes over me. But after the initial shock wore off, it all came crashing down…

I knew my image of you was too good to be true. We've grown apart far too long… How could I have deluded myself into thinking you complete me, when I don’t even know what you have to offer now?

But then, you were a friend and you’ve made me a better person just by ignoring my confessions of love all through out high school. (Bitter! Nah! hahaha) I won’t be the person I am today, and I wouldn’t be writing something this cheesy if it weren’t for you.

I am happy with my life now and now I know for certain the person I’m with is the one I’ve been looking for all my life. And I hope you would find happiness too... I never could break the habit of wishing you happiness even if I’m not included in it.

Now, please see previous post/article... haha

Everybody Lies...

"Everybody lies..." said my favorite tv character and I actually agree with him. Lies make things easier for the 'liar'. I mean, it's true, because you don't have to explain yourself if you just lie. Now, if say, your boss asks you, "How are you?", "Okay." would be the right response, you can't suddenly start tearing off your hair and trashing your pc while screaming "I feel like crap!"

One also lies to protect the people they love. It may sound like self-sacrifing and selfless, (but in reality, it's not) works much the same way, but it's really so you won't get a sound beating from your mother when you get home smelling like pot or getting to a fight with your significant other because you went out with your friends and drank yourself to stupor... "What time did you get home from work last night?" "Around 12, our boss is leaving for Paris and we had a despedida party for him last night..."

You lie to protect your ass, it's pretty much the same thing as the examples above.

I just wanted you to see what you usually say to yourself when you 'had' to lie to a loved one. (Ha!) You lie to keep yourself from being awakened to the harsh realities of life. The rosy life is much more suitable for you, why make the castle crumble down? It would be easier to live your life if everything's full of sunshine and flowers, why make it harder for yourself?

You lie just for the heck of it and because you can... But then again why should you believe me?

Everybody lies... Remember? 😈