This Much I Know Is True – Part 2

I can’t go on like this. No one deserves to be in distress for someone who isn’t sure of her feelings. That would be unfair. Who wants to be unfair? I definitely don’t want to be.”

Her decision is so sudden. Though she has been pondering about it for a countless time. She knows what she wants now. She understands that she should rest content with what she has, but she just can’t fool herself. She decided to end a love for another that she can never have. She isn’t happy. But she sure is not lonely, either. She feels satisfied in knowing that she made the right decision (or at least that was what she believes).

The sun shines with a sign of a new beginning and new hope. She wanders confidently and let the sun caress her skin. She still sees and watches you from afar. But this time, she knows that when you caught her looking at you, she doesn’t have to avert her eyes and pretend to be looking away. You’re a dream. Just a dream. A beautiful dream.

She feels her heart afloat as the day ends. She has this unexplainable feeling of joy as she lays down to her bed. Her mind — still full of thoughts, but less the confusion. She knew, she has found something (or maybe someone) she has been looking for quite some time now — herself. She found her without having someone to define her. She found her not because she was lost, but because she has been someone else’s shadow for so long. She smiled with contentment as she closed her eyes. Then she falls asleep.



This Much I Know Is True – Part I

Maybe this isn’t right,” she thought.  She shouldn’t even be talking about this. Or maybe she should. She doesn’t know. But who knows anything anyway?

She had known you for quite some time now. She noticed all the quirks going on with your life and maybe you don’t know hers. Take the chance?

She takes a deep breath and looks at you from a distance. She sees you smile, laugh, or even just stare into some other space she can’t really tell. She watches you. And maybe when you happen to turn your head, she’ll quickly avert her eyes away from you and then confuse you and delude you into the idea. But as she pretends to be looking at some random direction, she’ll let the sun caress her face with its warmth until she becomes fully aware that all this must just be infatuation. Most probably, a fleeting feeling. She starts convincing herself. She stands up, turns around, walks away and rubs her hands together – even realized that her rough hands aren’t even worth touched by someone like you – maybe she really should give up the feeling. She feels sad.

I am not worth any at all. Not even the slightest of your attention. I am just fooling myself and wasting my time.

As she continues walking away, contemplating on life and wishing that heaven is a real place, veracity hits her. Or was it guilt? She should must keep herself away from you. You are there, while she’s here. You live your life to the fullest, she lives hers one at a time. But is it really the reason?  Nah. Way too far from it. She belongs to someone else. Yes, someone already owns her. Own? Is that the right word? And then veracity was replaced by disappointment. She doesn’t want to be one’s possession. No, she doesn’t want to be like a thing owned by anyone. She feels sad.

She arrives home, in the pure haven of silence and comfort where she truly belongs. And yet – as she lies down into the pleasure of her sheets, she breaks down for veracity (or guilt?) has hit her again. The sun retires and she’s still here. No, this isn’t right. I must not be entertaining such feeling (or thoughts?). Were they really just in my mind? Or is it what my heart truly feels?  Whispering such churlish things over and over again to herself, numbing the pain of what cannot be. Stripping her mind from all the memories she had with you before, lessening the feeling of guilt and pain and confusion. Then she falls asleep.

Do Not Ask Me To Remember

Do not ask me to remember.

Don’t try to make me understand.

Let me rest and know you’re with me.

Kiss my cheek and hold my hand.

I’m confused beyond your concept.

I am sad and sick and lost.

All I know is that I need you.

To be with me at all cost.

Do not lose your patience with me.

Do not scold or curse or cry.

I can’t help the way I’m acting.

Can’t be different though I try.

Just remember that I need you.

That the best of me is gone.

Please don’t fail to stand beside me.

Love me ‘til my life is done.

Author Unknown

Ask Me Not (Daily Prompt: Trick Questions)

Having been a company’s Human Resource Assistant who interviews applicants, there are these questions I asked which I, myself, had a hard time answering.

1) Tell me something about yourself. (I am who and what God made me.)

2) What are your strengths and weaknesses?

3) Given a certain situation, would you decide by your feelings or intuition?


P.S.: I also wouldn’t like entertaining “What if’s”. I wouldn’t want to worry, fuss, and fret far more than I need to.

And so I’ll leave you with this question:

Which would you rather be if you had the choice–divinely beautiful or dazzlingly clever or angelically good?
― L.M. MontgomeryAnne of Green Gables


This Goes On and On…

That moment when you first held my hand. I didn’t know if you noticed the pleasure it brought to my heart, and how I simultaneously looked at your face and your hand holding mine. I was thinking that it’s just you, being helpful and naturally sweet. Or maybe it’s that alcohol we took which have given you the will to do it. But I was secretly hoping that you are aware of it. That you also wanted to know how it feels like holding my hand. Or that you intentionally  do it for me to know you’re there and for me to feel your presence.

Those conversations we had that you started. I didn’t know if you noticed why it took a while before I replied. It’s because I have to contain the excitement and eagerness I had in me. They made me feel as if I’m special, that you took the time to talk to me. But I immediately disregard that feeling. Because you may also have done the same to others. That I am no exception. Or maybe, you were just bored that time and it so happened that I was the one available to talk to.

Those similarities we have— the books we both like, the characters we both share, how we easily get what each other meant because somehow, we both have that same level of thinking. I didn’t know if I’m the only one to notice. I also have no idea if those things matter to you, because to me, they do.

Those times when you’d make jokes on me. I had this feeling that you’re doing it because you want me to notice you, because you want to have my attention. But I also think that it’s just you, having the innate talent of being a  jester.

I don’t know if it’s just me, being paranoid, overestimating things, giving meaning to every action you make or every situation that lead me to you. Or maybe I really do know, but I just don’t admit it to myself. Because maybe, just maybe, I’m right.


Daily Prompt: Finders, Keepers (The Kokology Way)

Today’s Daily Prompt reminded me of a test I’ve answered from the book, Kokology. Here it is:

Kokology 1 & 2

Kokology 1 & 2


You’re walking down the street when you come across a closed black briefcase. There’s no one else around, and when you open it to check for the owner’s name, out spills a bundle of cash. What is your first reaction of this sudden windfall?

1. Hey, this must be my lucky day!
2. Oh no, what am I going to do now?
3. I’d better take a night to think this over
4. God must have wanted me to have this


(I chose No. 2)


Your reaction in finding the bag of money reveals how you would react if an attractive person suddenly asked you out on a date.

1. “Hey, this must be my lucky day!”
You have a childlike capacity for joy at your own good fortune. If more people could express their happiness like you, the world would be a better place.

2. “Oh no, what am I going to do now?”
It’s normal to feel a little uncertain at times like these. But in the end the decision is all up to you. Take your time and think it over, but don’t spend too long wringing your hands or someone else might just come along and snatch your good fortune out from under your nose.

3. “I’d better take a night to think this over.”
Big decisions should be made with a clear head after a good night’s sleep. There’s a lot to be said for your policy of looking before you leap, but wouldn’t it feel good every once in a while to cross the street without looking both ways? Sometimes you need to go with your instincts, even if it means taking some unacceptable risks. Love and danger go hand in hand.

4. “God must have wanted me to have this.”
Either you don’t take divine intervention very seriously, or you think of dating as a religious experience.


The answer suits me well. Not just when someone would ask me out on a date, but in general circumstances that need decision-making.

And no, I’m not going to keep something that isn’t mine.

Daily Prompt: A Name For Yourself

Some writers’ names have becomes adjectives: Kafkaesque, marxist, Orwellian, sadistic. If your name (or nickname, or blog name) were to become an adjective, what would it mean?


  • plain-Jane .  (plān′jān′) adj.

lacking adornment or pretension; basic or simple.


(The Free Dictionary)




  • plain-Jane . adjective . \plān′jān′\

not fancy or glamorous


(Merriam Webster )



  • plain-Jane . adjective

an ordinary girl with million thoughts– not having the slightest clue of how to pour it out.


(My Own)


-Jane Eyre

-Jane Eyre

My Life According to Paramore

Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to 5 people you like and include me. You can’t use the artist I used. Try not to repeat a song title. It’s a lot harder than you think! Repost as “my life according to (band name or artist)”.


Paramore, during their Parathrilla in Manila Part II Concert

Paramore, during their Parathrilla in Manila Part II Concert

Are you a boy or a girl: Monster

Describe yourself: (One of those) Crazy Girls

How do you feel: Feeling Sorry

Describe where you currently live: Hello Cold World

If you could go anywhere, where would you go: Fences

Your best friend is: My Hero

What’s the weather like: When It Rains

If your life was a TV show, what would it be called: Born For This

What is life to you: Ain’t It Fun

Your fear: Be Alone

What is the best advice you have to give: That’s What You Get

How I would like to die: Looking Up

My soul’s present condition: Brighter

My motto: Let The Flames Begin

Enjoy! 🙂