Sunday, September 14, 2008

I Want You To Stay


How can I tell you to stay..?

How can I tell you not to leave me?

Do I have the right to stop you.

Of course I will let you do what you want,

do what you think is right.

If leaving me will make you a better person...

"Go on.."

You will never hear anything from me..

Even though i suffer the pain.

I Chose To Love


I'm in a sort of a typical-teenage problem; being trapped in the middle of confusion. You're probably thinking it correctly. I'm inlove. And I'm confused about if this is right to be called love. how can we distinguish love from other powerful affection when sometimes, they are decieving? how can other people be sure when they say they are ready, or how can they positively say that they are destined for each other?

I may not know the answer. But I know that we just have to trust our feelings. And then we'll see what we are looking for.

I chose to love and continue loving. This is what I feel. And I know it's real.

Ang Hiwaga


Maraming bagay sa buhay ang mahirap unawain at ipaliwanag. Pagkat ang buhay ay sadyang mahiwaga. Paano mo maipaliliwanag kung papaanong ang bawat maliliit na aksyon ay nagbibigay daan tungo sa malalaking kaganapan. Halimbawa ay kung papaanong sa simpleng ngiting iyong binitawan ay nakilala mo ang taong makakapiling mo hanggang sa huling sandali ng iyong buhay, kung papaanong ang konting baryang hinulog mo ay nakapagliligtas ng isang buhay, kung papaanong ang maliit na piraso ng tinapay na ibinahagi mo sa iyong kapwa ay nakapagbago ng isang katauhan, at kung papaanong ang isa mong maling sagot sa isang katanunga'y magdulot sa iyo ng kapahamakan.

Ang buhay ay parang isang pelikula na kung saan ang bawat isa ay bida. At ang mga kawing-kawing na kaganapang ito ang bumubuo sa isang istorya.

Ang Kaawa-awang si Laura


Hindi ko malimutan ang araw na pinagtabuyan si Laura ng aking tiyahin. Kapapanganak lamang niya noon. Bagaman hindi ko magawang sisihin ang aking tiya sa kalupitan niya kay Laura; dahil bukod sa hindi namin ito kadugo ay hindi pa namin siya kauri.

Maagang naulila si Laura, kung kaya't maliit pa lamang ito'y nasa poangangalaga na siya ng aking tiya Fe. Ngunit kalauna'y naging pabigat at palamunin na lamang ang tingin ng aking tiya kay Laura.

Isang gabi, isang trahedya ang bumago ng lubos sa buhay ng dalaga. Walang awa siyang pinagsamantalahan at nilapastangan ng isang hanggang ngayo'y di pa nakikilalang lalaki. At masaklap pa nito'y iniwanan siya nito ng isang supling.

Labis man ang hinanakit sa kalooban ni Laura'y pinili pa rin niyang buhayin ang sanggol sa kanyang sinapupunan. Hanggang sa dumating na nga ang araw na iyon ng kanyang panganganak.

Ilang araw pa lamang ang nakalilipas nang may marinig akong malakas na kalabugan mula sa labas ng aking silid. Malinaw pa sa aking alaala ang mga sandaling iyon. Walang awa siyang pinagtulakan ni tiya Fe palabas ng aming pintuan. At wala akong ibang nagawa kundi panoorin na lamang ang bawat eksena.

Sinubukan ni Laurang magmakaawa sa kapirasong espasyo para sa kanilang mag-ina. Nakiusap siyang huwag na silang paalisin. Ngunit sadyang malupit at walang awa si tiya Fe.

At sa bandang huli..tangan ang anak, wala ng pagtutol na tumalikod na lamang at naglakad palayo ang kaawa-awang si Laura, ang aming alagang pusa.

Blind Lover


I am a blind lover. I admit it. I don't care how he looks, I don't care whatever his mannerisms are, I don't care if he's clumsy, , I don't care if he's an old-fashioned, I don't care if he's ugly, i don't care if he's bad, i don't care if he doesn't take a bath and I don't care if he doesn't have money.
I don't get intimidated by his thick eyeglasses nor by his big eyes, flat nose and huge ears. I don't care if he looks like he doesn't have chins. I don't even mind that his face is round. I don't care if he has a big tummy, if his butts are small and even if his hands are ugly.
And I don't care if he doesn't love me back.
I don't care..
And I won't care either.
I love him, and that's all I care about.

About Me

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Don't call me Lykes.. Don't call me Mae.. Don't call me Lykee.. I like my name. Call me Lyka. I may not be too girly, I may sometimes be harsh, I may sometimes be rude, I may sometimes be clever, I may sometimes be weird.. But I'm telling you.. I don't have to pretend. I am me. Hundred percent human.. Hundred percent real.