It’s that time of the year again. For lovers, it is the time to celebrate love. For single people, it is the time to be hopeful to find someone someday. For businessmen, it is the time to sell sweetness at a reasonable price. But for recent dumpees like me, it is nothing but pure horrible hell. Ugh. Valentine’s Day.
Minsan sa buhay, makakahanap ka ng pag-ibig. Hahawakan mo, aalagaan mo, itatago mo hanggang kaya mo. Pag naubos, wala ka nang magagawa kundi magparaya. Buhay nga nagtatapos. Relasyon pa kaya?
There was something about him. A certain calmness, a certain warmness, like someone you would be comfortable with from first meeting. I never once spoke to him, but I felt comfortable with him nonetheless. I could not even start to explain it, but there was something about his aura, that keeps me at ease. In a sea of...
"I kept my promise, Sweetheart." A celebration of a love that span decades.
A quiet conversation between two (almost) strangers, and the crashing of the waves.
