let go.

I'll let go, because I love you, and I want to empower you.
I'll let go, so that you can be truly happy with what you want, and who you love.
I'll let go, and do not worry, for I'll do it for you...
I'll let go because I love you.

Giving UP

Hello readers.

I decided that I will finally let go. :)
Not now though. But at least, I got the "will" that I needed.
Reasons will be posted in the coming days,
but I'm certain, this time, I really want to move on.

I need to grow up.
And growing up requires changes.
Stagnation is a hindrance, so I must learn to cope.
This life is not a happy ending tale in some cases.
This is not pessimism but this is reality.
But don't worry, even if life is not always a happy ending,
There are a lot of other stories in my life that could end happily.

I just need to be contented with what I have right now,
I need to utilize what I am now,
And who knows, one day, I might be happy in love again.

I'm growing up.
I want to.
So I need to stop being a spoiled brat
Crying about things that could not be undone.

If ever I feel pain again because of the same reason,
Maybe I should start to rationalize.
Even if love as proven in philosophy can't use the faculty of the mind,
I will use the faculty of the will as a weapon to grow up.

I'll strive to be happy, because I want to.
I'll grow up. :)

NAHIHIRAPAN.

Huwag ka munang magmamahal ng iba...
Hindi ko pa kaya.

Nasasaktan ako ng sobra-sobra.
Sana pwede kong sabihin yun sa'yo noh?

:(

BALISA AKO.

Love, should I let you go?
I woke up crying today...

And I'm wondering if there's really nothing left
there in your heart.

Maybe I'm just keeping the memory of your love
An illusion, a way to keep me alive.

And when I realize everyday, that I am living in a lie
I created: that you love me still, and that you just need to study
I break down.
And it hurts all of me.

Because at the back of my head, I know...
you don't love me anymore.
And I'm becoming selfish..

Love, should I let you go?
I want to hold on, with all my strength
But I always ask the question:
Is it enough?


Love, Art, should I let you go?

I love you.

I am a blue-tailed mermaid.

My tail color signifies my current state.
It changes from time to time,
but it takes months, years or maybe for the rest of time.

It depends on things,
on how fast or slow I move on.
It depends on the wound,
of whether it dries up
or it keeps on aching.

These are my moving-on posts.
Because in this human world,
where I exchanged my tail to feet,
for a love that would last in eternity,
every thing is a step, everything is moving.
Fast-paced it is.

but this feet, once a tail,
have a difficulty of running or walking fast.
It bleeds, it makes me stumble,
as if I am not balanced,
so these posts are my attempts,
although I would know, that never will I be able to walk
as graciously as human beings,
there are my immortal testaments that I tried.

I am the blue-tailed mermaid.
And even if my tail is lost for feet,
I would remain as one.

Grace. 4:12pm, July 6, 2010.