GUYS POINT OF VIEW

***Guy’s point of view***
 This is very cute! And even written by a guy!
 
You might agree with it, but when it actually happens 99% of girls don’t realize it ’til it is too late and that guy who did it is so frustrated that he has moved on to someone who will take notice.
 
From a guys [...]

REUNITED: A Two-sided Poem

I SAW HIM TODAY.
I saw her today.
IT’S BEEN A WHILE.
It seems like centuries.
HE LOOKED OKAY.
I couldn’t stop staring at her.
WE TALKED FOR A WHILE.
She looked so fine.
HE KEPT LOOKING AT ME & I WONDERED WHY.
She wouldn’t look me in the eye & I wondered why.
HE ASKED ME HOW I WAS & I TOLD HIM ABOUT [...]

Muchos gracias mi amigo

My status in my facebook account is “HEARTBROKEN” … It’s not just about Koykoy alone; its more of an over all feeling… or maybe I was just severely hormonal the past few weeks, since December is the busiest month of my every year…
One of my Venezuelan friends Albert Afonso sent me this message, not [...]

LAST OF THE LYRICS POST…

I know… all I’ve been doing is post lyrics of songs i dedicate to people… Sometimes I don’t even bother to expound why Im dedicating the song to them… I’m sorry but I’ve been a bit busy lately…. so sometimes, I just blog down stuffs in a hurry…. Just like right now, while Im waiting for [...]

LIKENESS OF US

Then…
like flowers in chay, a friendship bloomed unaffected
like children we grew with laughters, tears & cheers in every moment we shared
like lovers, we cared for the needs of each other.
like the wind & sea, side by side, we braved the storm.
like birds in the cold nights, we spread our wings to give each other warmth
like [...]

Protected: NOT THIS TIME HUN…

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Protected: The Arms Of The One Who Loves You

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NAKED and SACRED

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When I’m with you,
I feel naked and sacred.
And this world can be so cold.
I wanna hold you naked
and sacred till I grow old.
What does love mean?
Can love last?
I ask myself these questions,
haunted by the past.
I’ve walked these city streets.
I’ve known victories and defeat.
Searching, hoping, just barely coping.
Baby I wanna be good for you.
I wanna be [...]