Meeting a person is part of our life. Friends, classmates, colleagues, block mates from the colleges we graduated in, and someone you have a crush on that you meet during your high school days, at church and at the intramurals during your last year at your college days that you interacted only for once or twice just saying ''Hi'' or ''Hello'', and at the end of the day they're more on just a acquaintances. Napakasayang isipin na nakakilala tayo ng mga nakakahangang taong katulad nila at naging parte sila sa konteng oras ng ating buhay.
It is a blessing that some people may not experience, and also for those of us who experience it. Some may stay and some may go, but again, it is a blessing because in this world the only permanent thing is change, and it is impossible to find those kinds of people, especially when they're choosing to stay, even though they know at the end it is very painful and they didn't know they would be a part of our lives, but eventually left them with a very painful last moment of life. Life isn't a constant thing in the world and even memories are being forgotten, and I want to believe that LOVE can be constant to the world because I don't want to change my feelings for him, I don't want to forgot what I feel to him when I go through the wind and when my body is buried into the ground. I still wanted to hear him singing, call me by my name, him saying ''I love you'' and looking at me like he don't want to lose me. I want to look forward to why my heart pounded for him and why I still choose to love him even though I know that in the end I will leave him with a pain in the heart.
''Please find someone else when I left''
''Please choose to be happy when I left''
''Please find your happiness when I left''
''Please still continue to live when I left''
''Please, please, please... don't go to my funeral''
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''Baby, can I be in your funeral?''
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CAN I BE IN YOUR FUNERAL?
Teen FictionA girl who suffers from Leukemia accidentally meet a boy who has a hobby of singing. Their paths cross in unexpected way. Maybe Cupid is bored or something and they became the victim of LOVE that cupid's bow played. It may sound ironic but they are...
