A night of sheer excitement, joy for the most part, shock to almost everything that we witnessed, and enthusiasm for it is the time to unwind from the stressful part of life. Almost as it seems that it is the perfect night to be happy and all but it really isn't.
For the night needs to be rearranged, conflicts have to be resolved, things can't stay the same. As hopeful as I have made you feel for the day, I let you down. For I thought that we'd be together, I left you hanging. For I broke that sweet smile of yours, I am sorry, I didn't mean to hurt that special girl. I know its my neglect that made that smile fall away to the weight of the heavy world. For all the things you thought didn't work as the way you planned it to be. Sincere apologies may never be enough for it is nothing but mere words, for me writing my thoughts as into this blog means nonsense as these are nothing but mere words. Every word written in this entry is not as thought up in anyway as you may think. This is the moment wherein I'm in a trance, wherein I let what I feel do the writing. Every letter in the words that compose the paragraphs of this blog asks for an apology of such sincerity.
As I am immobilized by the thought of you, paralyzed by the sight of you, hypnotized by the words you say, I am crushed by the hate you bring. Strangely as I contradict myself in some way, it is never hard to stay with you for everyday is nothing for I don't mind to do. Deserting such fair maiden is not in my intention in anyway but the fact still remains it had been done intentionally or not, I must be in fault. For you have gone so far away, neither my words nor my calls can reach you anymore, you have become the maiden that I can't find. Maybe the chance to find you right now is impossible but nothing remains the same forever so I'll seek for any place you may have lock yourself into. Tomorrow or not, that smile of pure sweetness will appear like those dimples on your cheeks show whenever you are happy. The broken smile that I have created is a crime committed in the highest felony and for that I owe you big time and I plan to pay for it just to fix that elegance of yours.
ainzley
2011
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She looks great on Pink
In a endless, silent, whisper of the same old things over and over again, it is inevitable to feel dull in those things. The archaic feel is just to familiar to bear so in the end, it feels like nothing ever change. But in a small instance, everything can bloom as beautiful as a flower.
Black, white, gray and green. The usual colors in which she walks around by. Dismal as it may seems, but wearing this shade of flat colors may be to tiresome to look at, especially if that's your usual color. Not to be offensive and all, I do like those colors too as much as the next guy but it just seems bleak in a way, together with that expression of yours[straight face]. Although, it may not bring out your elegance in a obvious way, it only shows that you are beautiful with subtilty and sophistication. For the beauty that you already have is stunning to most people, seeing you for the first time in a flourish of something so radiant is truly a gift. Bewildered by the sight of you in a shade I have never seen you in before, the brilliance of your charm together with that color of perfection on you truly bring your loveliness. For when I saw you, I was astonished. For when I saw you, I can glance for you till the dawn of time. For when I saw you, I couldn't take my eyes if you. For when I saw you, I saw the most beautiful thing that day. For when I saw you, I was left speechless for I can't even utter a single word to you for the beauty that you beholded in which left me in amazement. Truly, I wanted to see your smile that day for that it would bring the outmost perfection. Your luminous smile and radiant charm would be absolutely magnificent, but to all great things must come to an end. I never really saw that smile of yours that day. To you who left me breathless that day, and to me will definitely be waiting to see you shine like that again someday. Keep it up.
ainzley
2011
Black, white, gray and green. The usual colors in which she walks around by. Dismal as it may seems, but wearing this shade of flat colors may be to tiresome to look at, especially if that's your usual color. Not to be offensive and all, I do like those colors too as much as the next guy but it just seems bleak in a way, together with that expression of yours[straight face]. Although, it may not bring out your elegance in a obvious way, it only shows that you are beautiful with subtilty and sophistication. For the beauty that you already have is stunning to most people, seeing you for the first time in a flourish of something so radiant is truly a gift. Bewildered by the sight of you in a shade I have never seen you in before, the brilliance of your charm together with that color of perfection on you truly bring your loveliness. For when I saw you, I was astonished. For when I saw you, I can glance for you till the dawn of time. For when I saw you, I couldn't take my eyes if you. For when I saw you, I saw the most beautiful thing that day. For when I saw you, I was left speechless for I can't even utter a single word to you for the beauty that you beholded in which left me in amazement. Truly, I wanted to see your smile that day for that it would bring the outmost perfection. Your luminous smile and radiant charm would be absolutely magnificent, but to all great things must come to an end. I never really saw that smile of yours that day. To you who left me breathless that day, and to me will definitely be waiting to see you shine like that again someday. Keep it up.
ainzley
2011
20110219
Please Don't Stop this Music
Have you ever heard a song that you liked so much that you played it over and over again without getting tired of it? It just seems that you don't want it to end, that you just want that chorus to embed into your mind. Seeing that its pleasurable in so much ways. We all want that endless music to befall onto us.
Just let that music play, for it has brought me so much ecstasy. Just keep that music playing, for your enchantment entices me to keep on listening. Just continue to fill that music, for I can't stop being captivated by it as more as it may be the paramour of me. Just don't stop that music, for heavens and earth may clash, but the sanctity of the exuberance I get every time I spend with you is pure lavishness that unrestrains me of every shackle that is holding me back. Just hold on to the music, as every note I hear is pure beauty of the elegance you bring into that melody. Just hear the music, as for your every word is the chorus that I want to hear as I close my eyes and listen to the soothing delight of your expressions, as for it takes me and my breath away to the world in which is nothing but paradise. This music is more soothing that jazz, more relaxing than acoustic, more exhilarating than rock, more passionate than mellow, sweeter than any love song. Just keep on rocking into it, as we can escape with the music as we are hand in hand in this melody for you have already taken my breath away. Continue to sing this music, for you are the one who created this melody in which I can't get enough if, in which I can only hear and imagine in every task I partake in. Strawberries and cream, the sweetness that you bring. Lavender and such, makes you extremely special in so much. I just can hear you in every sound, see you in every sight, feel you in every touch, and as in every way, you come into sense and bring forth your fairness. Each sight isn't enough, each stare is a way to the heavens, each gaze is as bright as the stars, each look is as fresh as the meadows, each glimpse is a peek of something beautiful, each glance of you is all I need to complete my day.
ainzley
2011
Just let that music play, for it has brought me so much ecstasy. Just keep that music playing, for your enchantment entices me to keep on listening. Just continue to fill that music, for I can't stop being captivated by it as more as it may be the paramour of me. Just don't stop that music, for heavens and earth may clash, but the sanctity of the exuberance I get every time I spend with you is pure lavishness that unrestrains me of every shackle that is holding me back. Just hold on to the music, as every note I hear is pure beauty of the elegance you bring into that melody. Just hear the music, as for your every word is the chorus that I want to hear as I close my eyes and listen to the soothing delight of your expressions, as for it takes me and my breath away to the world in which is nothing but paradise. This music is more soothing that jazz, more relaxing than acoustic, more exhilarating than rock, more passionate than mellow, sweeter than any love song. Just keep on rocking into it, as we can escape with the music as we are hand in hand in this melody for you have already taken my breath away. Continue to sing this music, for you are the one who created this melody in which I can't get enough if, in which I can only hear and imagine in every task I partake in. Strawberries and cream, the sweetness that you bring. Lavender and such, makes you extremely special in so much. I just can hear you in every sound, see you in every sight, feel you in every touch, and as in every way, you come into sense and bring forth your fairness. Each sight isn't enough, each stare is a way to the heavens, each gaze is as bright as the stars, each look is as fresh as the meadows, each glimpse is a peek of something beautiful, each glance of you is all I need to complete my day.
ainzley
2011
20110214
Lucky Hearts
Roses are red, violets are blue, for the time that is spent, is nothing but joy with you. The day of the hearts, roses are bloomed, chocolates are sweet, love is spread, souls looking for its mate. Valentines day is now, for everybody is with their significant other, physically or emotionally. Seeing things as it is, nothing compares to what you bring. Roses are expensive, they wither in a couple of days, chocolates are deadly, they'll stab you in a couple of years, cakes are more of the same, they'll fill your system with sweets, but time is precious, memories will always remain as it is as pure as gold. Whiter than the clouds, you signify purity with your smile. Brighter than the sun, you bring smiles with your laugh, as beautiful as the moonlight, you bring light to everything around. Like a cute little kid swaying at a mirror, you look adorable with those dimples naturally showing. To cut this short and straight, boom boom boom, the time that is spent is nothing but joy with you, it seems madness to pretend, not to see the apple of the clue, as the sweets triple in intent, all is nothing if it is not with you. Happy hearts as you were the very first to greet at the very last I saw.
ainzley
2011
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| style from the heart |
2011
20110204
011211 - MK833429
It is dated 2009, colored in yellow, worth kinda much, fairly new and is serialized with the code "MK833429". Every one of this papers is unique in their own way. Not only because of the serial numbers they possessed but also with the hands that touch them. Bills in which sustains our daily needs in different denominations. Everyone of them is embedded with security features in which is highly inconspicuous to the untrained eye. It is not known to others about the how each line is made in a highly detailed manner in which can be compared to a foot print, a foot print that can't be copied in anyway. Imagine, a foot print in the sand of the beach. No matter how careful or how precise one may want to step on it without leaving a mark of his own foot on it, there will be an alteration on the original print, that is how unique this bills are. Even with that, those are not what separate each bill from one another, what really is particular about them are the memories that is linked with them. Each one may have story in them that can't be copied by anyone else. One may have been the fruit of one man's hard work, another can be the symbol of generosity, and also can be one person's stroke of luck. In my case, it is the thing of beauty and friendship. This bill of paper that I got my hands on has the story in which that led me to smile even with the littlest things. Enticingly pretty, she can snap you out of your concentration in only with her presence. Amazingly sweet, she can allure you to be captivated by delightful character. Graciously cute, her soft voice and innocent appeal charms one to be bewitched by her mesmerizing touch. Adorably Enchanting, one can completely fall over infatuation with her lovely spirit. Although one may not really see how memories and emotions can fill an inanimate object to hold them. It is perhaps up to the receiver to decode this feelings and understand them. Like memories, one has to hold on to this object in order to sustain that memory if it holds any importance to him either in its story or the person who he received it from. However though, all tangible objects can't be forever sustained even though "forever" is such an indefinite word. To be able to hold it long enough and be one with that emotion will guarantee one to forever place that person in the hearts of one even when the time comes that he has to let go and make someone else write their story in that paper bill.
ainzley
2011
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| January 12, 2011 :) |
2011
20110202
Parallelism
Do you believe in parallel worlds? Wherein two people may never meet even though they are in the same vicinity at the same time. The concept of parallel worlds lives inside what we call "multiverse" wherein several universe exists. Alternate realities in which each one of them may or may not contain the same composition of people, things, and situations. This concept also opens up the idea of having another self in that parallel world wherein this "self" maybe exactly the opposite of you in "your" world. Although this concept is too absurd for a lot too believed that it is deemed fiction in almost all resources you may find. Grasping the reality that this parallel worlds exist may be a bit too crazy but it still exist in our world, atleast not literally.
As it states, two people may never meet even though they are in the same place at the same time. It is in fact possible for this to happen as it has happened to me not once but twice with the same person. This said person that I am talking about was in fact in the same school I was in during my elementary days, batchmates to be exact. Six years in one campus and yet, I never saw her once or atleast I don't remember cause she looks totally different from then to now for sure. Well, I may have studied at a rather large school back then with the campus and all. Now, that I'm in college with only a single building with 12 floors as our campus, if you don't include the parking lot, she is yet again my batchmate. With a smaller area to not see each other, still, no contact from one another. Funny, 10years of being in the same place with common acquaintances and yet never even once do I have the memory of her or she of me. Not even once of crossing paths with such a small place to hide from one another. And we believe that we have a small world wherein everybody will be sooner or later be connected to somebody in one way or another but then, it is times like this that the world becomes so big that two people never really meet even though they walk the same walk. But eventually this parallel line will take a turn for fate and let this worlds meet.
You never really realized that this parallelisms are happening but only with time will it reveal itself that parallel worlds to exist. Well, not literally but your world and the world of another person travels the path exactly parallel to each other until those lines must change direction and thus letting them meet in a certain timespace. Like what she said to me, "At first you won't notice but once you get the idea, you'll notice it a lot more than usual".
ainzley
2011
As it states, two people may never meet even though they are in the same place at the same time. It is in fact possible for this to happen as it has happened to me not once but twice with the same person. This said person that I am talking about was in fact in the same school I was in during my elementary days, batchmates to be exact. Six years in one campus and yet, I never saw her once or atleast I don't remember cause she looks totally different from then to now for sure. Well, I may have studied at a rather large school back then with the campus and all. Now, that I'm in college with only a single building with 12 floors as our campus, if you don't include the parking lot, she is yet again my batchmate. With a smaller area to not see each other, still, no contact from one another. Funny, 10years of being in the same place with common acquaintances and yet never even once do I have the memory of her or she of me. Not even once of crossing paths with such a small place to hide from one another. And we believe that we have a small world wherein everybody will be sooner or later be connected to somebody in one way or another but then, it is times like this that the world becomes so big that two people never really meet even though they walk the same walk. But eventually this parallel line will take a turn for fate and let this worlds meet.
You never really realized that this parallelisms are happening but only with time will it reveal itself that parallel worlds to exist. Well, not literally but your world and the world of another person travels the path exactly parallel to each other until those lines must change direction and thus letting them meet in a certain timespace. Like what she said to me, "At first you won't notice but once you get the idea, you'll notice it a lot more than usual".
2011
20110201
Gratitude for your Gratitude
Though electronic transmission of words is not as special as words being exchanged together face-to-face, still, it will bring emotion to each letter or word you read one after another. A dear friend of mine uttered this word to me, "u have no idea kung gano ko naappreciate yun ginawa mo para sakin,at kung pano mo ako sobrang napapasaya.. ------- dear, thank you sobra!!! thank you talaga". Those words of gratification will make anybody smile and delighted. It must be one of the best sensations one may feel after an effort or not.
I never really intended to make her cry in anyway whatsoever but with that, i succeeded in doing so. "I write to make you smile, not to make you cry". As much as I hate it when anyone would make her is cry or melancholic, I was the one who gave her the tears I didn't want to see. But Ironically, those tears were from the joy she felt when she had read my thoughts on her. The paradox of it was that I went out of my reference where "I wrote to make you cry and smile", totally killing what my purpose of writing of making you smile and not cry. She is considered to be my friend whom I love with a lot of heart. Seeing her smile and giggles throughout the day transcends some kind of good aura to me in which makes me smile as well. Though in the times of her despair, there's really nothing I can say or do to detach that darkness in her. I can only be by her side and and keep holding unto her for that she would not fall.
Dedicating one of my blogs to her was actually surprising for me as well for the reason I never really meant it to be right that. She just happened to fly by my mind at the right time in which yielded onto one great write-up. "Write with your heart, not with your hand", for one may be able to pour what he really feels into his words and transmit those emotions back to the readers of the write-up.
Again, my words aren't colorful enough compared to the radiance you bring around you not is it as beautiful as you are inside and out. I can only say "thank you" in the simplest way I can for that you are also so simple in every aspect yet so complex I can think about you all day long. You are simply everything that an angel may be. May your wings bring a lot more of that smile of yours to others.
ainzley
2011
I never really intended to make her cry in anyway whatsoever but with that, i succeeded in doing so. "I write to make you smile, not to make you cry". As much as I hate it when anyone would make her is cry or melancholic, I was the one who gave her the tears I didn't want to see. But Ironically, those tears were from the joy she felt when she had read my thoughts on her. The paradox of it was that I went out of my reference where "I wrote to make you cry and smile", totally killing what my purpose of writing of making you smile and not cry. She is considered to be my friend whom I love with a lot of heart. Seeing her smile and giggles throughout the day transcends some kind of good aura to me in which makes me smile as well. Though in the times of her despair, there's really nothing I can say or do to detach that darkness in her. I can only be by her side and and keep holding unto her for that she would not fall.
Dedicating one of my blogs to her was actually surprising for me as well for the reason I never really meant it to be right that. She just happened to fly by my mind at the right time in which yielded onto one great write-up. "Write with your heart, not with your hand", for one may be able to pour what he really feels into his words and transmit those emotions back to the readers of the write-up.
Again, my words aren't colorful enough compared to the radiance you bring around you not is it as beautiful as you are inside and out. I can only say "thank you" in the simplest way I can for that you are also so simple in every aspect yet so complex I can think about you all day long. You are simply everything that an angel may be. May your wings bring a lot more of that smile of yours to others.
ainzley
2011
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