Letters to You: Prose and Poetry

One time, I was asked: how can it be possible to transmute pain into poetry?
I was stupefied by the question.
But it made me conceive.
How can one write such good poetry out of torment?

I have already found the answer to this question.
By the time of affliction and anguish of my affection,
I knew then that pens and papers are the only release I can ever manage.

I knew then that I cannot hurt back the person who inflicted me such pain.
And that for the life of me, I can just write until I am hurting no more.

To turn the man into a poetry while I am making myself believe that he merits it.

To be a writer of our love until the end of our story.

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Letters to You. The downside of things

1:39 A.M

Here I am, wide awake. Awakened by the idea of losing you in the process. At times like this, I only wish to say things I wasn’t able to say when I had a chance. Had I known there wouldn’t be any chance to tell you, I would’ve┬ásaid it. I would’ve told you but my heart was shattered long before I could speak. My heart’s lost to you. I could not believe I am still drawn to you like you never had me broken. This is the downside of things…

when you love and you’re blinded with the idea of love.

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Letters to You. Misery

I have never thought that a happy and healthy relationship would have a room for such misery.

Is it some kind of sweet misery?

No. I don’t think so. I think misery is the same with agony in every sense of the word. It’s still sadness.

Do I make you sad?

Yes. And it sucks because most of those times, it’s the thought of you that makes me sad. You don’t have any intention of doing so, but I always miss you so bad, it makes me sad.

This Long Distance Relationship is killing us. I’m willing to take this relationship to a whole new level but it would take more patience and time. I hope you’ll be more kind to me.

Do I have any option? Once it has been said, “There’s no other hand I would rather hold.”

I love you. I thank God for you.

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Question: How did the two of you meet?

It’s normal for people to ask this question when you decide to press release your relationship. The significance of the meeting for couples are very rare. Some circumstances are based on the social activities. Or the location. Or maybe you know him forever you didn’t think it’s still important to remember.

So if I am to answer this question. I met my partner in the mountain. One morning, around 4 of the year 2012, friends were socializing and I just woke up. This man just came out of nowhere and he’s drunk. Not impressive to begin with. But that was their event and I was just invited. So he is friends with everyone in my crowd except for me. Then we were introduced to each other. It wasn’t a formal introduction since I already mentioned, he was drunk and I was sober.

So then he slept. I was just sitting outside his tent and he snored like a big man. But he isn’t a big man. And so on. After hours, breakcamp, then we all started to descent. At Evercrest, we took bath and I was combing my hair when he called me and said “Nice Shirt!”

So there, it started with “Nice Shirt!”

He added me on his Facebook Account, he kept in touch, year after year, we still get to see each other. And all the time, it’s special. Until the 26th of August of this year 2014, we finally decided to start a relationship.

What’s your story?

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