Can it go back to the way it was? Time which should have been enough? Need not ask or demand so much? Stupid mistakes make it so rough.
Take it back to the smiles and laughs, take it back to the joy and bliss, take it back to what once was, and what should’ve been. Doesn’t it seem great? If it really was once something worth fighting. It ought to be protected.
I’m sorry for being stupid. I’m sorry I make mistakes. I’m sorry for being too proud. I’m sorry for being arrogant. I’m sorry for not being enough. I’m sorry for being wrong. I’m sorry for being right.
I promise to do my best to change, I know you go through a lot and I respect that. I know that you have priority and even though I may not be a part of it, I’m willing to wait. It’s the only thing I definitely want in my life. I was never so sure that things were right. Things felt right, the kiss, the hug, the talk, the text, the smile, the laugh, the everything. I just want whatever makes you happy, whether that meaning I have to stay or I have to go. I will accept it.
If only proving love was as simple as a two-column proof or balancing a balance sheet. I really dunno who to do it. Actions speak louder than words and I just hope one day I can get through. I always fail. Battered by defeat I lie tired, swollen, and in pain as every step of the way is a challenge. But I’m damn sure it’ll be worth it. I just want a chance. I promise I won’t screw it up. And if I do, I hope that you’ll find it in your heart to give me a second chance. That’s all I want.
I’ll do anything to be yours, I never felt this way about anyone or anything, it’s genuine and true. Or maybe the bitter truth is that you don’t want it? You never did and never will. I just hope that isn’t the case. But hoping is a load of shit in the real world, probably I’m right and shit will happen and it all goes down the drain. It’s all good I’m used to it. However, maybe that can change. Maybe things don’t have to be so bitter because somewhere deep deep deep deep deep down inside I know that maybe you care too… A fraction of what I may feel is enough because together we can make a difference. Together we can conquer the unconquerable and seize the unseized. Maybe just maybe…?
In the attempt to be altruistic people seem to forget sincerity. A very fine line lies between telling the truth and saving face. The worst part is that all these feelings are real, completely genuine. The burning passion of love has driven me to be irrational. I’ve been blinded, I’m an idiot. Pero ganoon talaga. Tumatanga ka dahil sa pagibig.
I really dunno what you mean anymore. Say one thing, act another. Act one thing, say another. A field of contradiction making everything seem faulty. But yeah? What can I expect? You really don’t wanna hurt anyone right. But sometimes the inconvenient truth is better than any fabricated reality. Cut the crap. Be honest.
But whatever the result, I still care and I still love you. Despite everything you really can’t drive me away. I am the man who can’t be moved, going thousands of miles and pushing at all cost for one shot. A shot to be yours, it’s a lot to ask but I just hope it is possible.
I am a soldier. No retreat, no surrender. And even when the times get tough I just can’t seem to stop, it’s a driven addiction to get that chance and one day become yours.
The harsh reality of everything is that you may not even want to be mine. People are generally so irrational when it comes to these things, myself included. We go to extremes for people who will never love us back. Go walk to the ends of the earth to find something requited, for once I just hope I succeed, but I probably won’t. Only time will tell, in one way or another the truth will come out. All that’s left is to wait and hope. It’s the least I could do.
A person who can be your best friend and worst enemy. Someone who can make you shut up and swallow your pride. Someone who’s most little antic just cracks you up inside. Someone’s who makes you smile every single day and who makes that day a ton better just by talking you.
You really mean the world to me. More than you’ll ever know.
I never thought that things would turn out this way. All a result of one stupid fucking mistake would ruin everything. As a result, friendships are broken and everything that happened in the past goes in vain.
It’s different when you really do care for someone. Your best friend, someone you’re happy with, someone with such annoying quirks that you actually kinda like. It’s a good feeling. But all of that comes to an end when circumstance doesn’t go your way. You think it’s what was wanted and at the heat of the moment you went for it. But it didn’t.
It goes one way, the unrequited feeling is a result of thinking what you would wanna believe. It becomes useless. Wishful thinking. If only things could be taken back. If only feelings weren’t as passion driven at the heat of the moment, if everything wasn’t so distorted. Things could be okay, they could go back to how it once was.
Though it’s all said and done. The feeling still remains lingering on what would have happened if things worked out without the mistake.
Sometimes your back is against the wall. You can’t knock it down nor move to a better position, you’re at a standstill. In life people always find a way to hurt you, feelings tend to go unreciprocated and friendships are often destroyed in the process. Well sucks right?
“You picked the wrong guy. You made a really, really, really bad choice. What were you thinking? That guy? Are you kidding me? Have you learned nothing in the last eight years? You’re just gonna regret this. You know that, right? You are going to regret this, and now there is nothing you can do about it because it’s too late. All you can do now is go up there and start your crappy, disappointing life that will never be nearly as happy as the one you could have had with me.”—Ted Mosby (via itskarlo)
“You see, the Universe has a plan, and that plan is always in motion. A butterfly flaps its wings and it starts to rain. It’s a scary thought, but it’s also kind of wonderful. All these little parts of the machine constantly working, making sure that you end up exactly where you’re supposed to be, exactly when you’re supposed to be there. The right place at the right time.”—How I Met Your Mother (via wearestatic)
Always tailored on the back of my mind is how things would be if they worked out. Wishful thinking is all it is, reminiscing the countless possibilities across the multiverse where things could go any way possible. A paralytic is given the chance to stand and traverse the lands, a mute is able to scream at the top of his lungs and learn every tongue possible, and even a broken lover is to find something requited,
Lives are lost, hearts are crushed, and dreams are broken everyday but looking up every night you see possibility. Every star in the night sky is more than a burning ball of gas light years away but a representation of hope that at least somewhere out there things are going exactly as the way you planned. If only we could just reach them and bring them down to reality.