The Sky

"The stars light up the sky", "The stars are nothing without the sky", "The sky is empty without the stars". A few exchange  to mention of the relationship between the sky and stars upon the 88 white lights gazing among the sea as the wind blows with comfort.

That "sky" is really such a vague entity for it encompasses such a wide region of definitions. Defining it seems to be an impossibility for there is really no clear definition to it. For it is difficult to define but it is easy to describe. The sky I am talking about surpasses all the sweetest things in the world combined for its sweetness is the reason for why living brings pleasure. The sky brings pure beauty to anyone to dares to take his eyes on it for nothing in the world could ever be more stunning.

For the "star" is the entity that is always there for the sky, there is nothing more that can made the stars dim than the sadness of the sky. That sadness clogs up the sky and brings darkness into the them. There is nothing more hateful than seeing that sadness unfold in such a beautiful night.

Knowing you for such a short period of time has been ecstatic, although we haven't really clicked on a lot of things, we are still here. For so many nights we had laughed and bonded, several we talked and chatted, all those nights were exalted. For this would probably be the last night we could talk and chatter, the tears drippin' down your face is sure a sight of heartbreak. The sorrow that you feel is anguish into my heart for I can't do anything more but listen to what your emotions has to bring. For you have said you hate seeing me down and melancholic 'cause it brings you hatred to whomever is the reason for it even if it is yourself, that you would hate yourself that. I'll return that favor back to you for it is how I also feel. Bringing tears to the person who is the sky is surely a hateful thing to do for the tears I saw that night wasn't just the tears of sorrow but also the tears of disappointment for even I didn't think it was possible for this things to happen. The star doesn't want the sky to continue on like this. If only I can do anything to simplify this complication. For all the things you wanted was simple and be left as you were, getting to know you must've been a great  opportunity for me to meet the sweetest thing in the whole world but consequently for you, meeting me has brought you a dilemma of some sort. I apologize for everything that has made you bleak for parts of it must have me involved directly or indirectly. I feel the sadness you feel. I empathize with whats happening. I hate this situation that you got into. I hate myself for making a path for you to embark onto this stupid road. Sorry for the complications that have been brought down to your world for the quiet and peaceful life you were living before you met me was the ideal environment for you but now you have been brought into the mix tape of entanglement with that world of yours into our world.

If I am only here to you as you watch suffer, I will let you down. For I will never leave you, I won't ever let you down.

ainzley
2011

A Short Thought

why are people so subtle? why can't they just open up what they want to say, why does it have to be crooked instead of going straight to it? Sometimes it just feels that it is so stupid. It is really difficult to get what people are thinking. Why can't just they answer straight to the point? hmmmm.... Ask what they want to say. Fire away, that is life.

Buck of Star

It's been a while since I have written an entry for my blog, I remember when I was starting this blog. It was mostly inspired by the new girl I met unexpectedly under rare circumstances. She was the one who was able to make me write things I would have never imagined that would cross my mind. And now, a month has past since my last entry. You could say I have became uninspired to write anything in this blog. Well, that is partly true aside from the fact that I am just too busy. The reason for this entry? She, she was to inspire me again with a simple but sweet gesture so it would be just fair if I write about her.

Midway of January when I first saw her, she was wearing a blue and black that time. A fairly shy personality could be distinguished right away on seeing her. With her soft voice I replied to a simple answer she asked. Beautiful? yes she was, and she was able to get attention. She was never really the type that I thought i would get along, so I thought. For me, I expected that she will be just one of the classmates I will have during my last term in college, one who I would just get to talked to during class hours and with class related works. Never would have I expected her to be the one girl on which will make my senior year ecstatic. Until that time that i received a text and call from her. Shocked? it's a given fact, but never did I see nor perceived that she will be one of the sweetest girls out there. Her soothing personality gives you giggles as you talk to her, her cute little expression as you make fun of her, her smile whenever she see the cute boy she admires and her sweet thoughts that she makes into reality compliments the soul. Though all the things that I like she seems to hate, there is really no common denominator between us. She hates all the things I love, Ironic isn't it? Never did i meet anybody who had a opposite personality with me. It just seems that we wouldn't get along at all for we don't share anything that would interest us in any means. It may just be that opposite attracts. She is a puzzle, I could never really understand some things about her but that what makes it all fun. Getting to see what is really in the picture amazes me when I get to solve that puzzle. Her sweetness is unexpected but that's what makes it more special.

For all the things that i don't get about her, I see pleasure and for all the thing that she hates, I seem to like them. Does opposites really get along? :)

ainzley
2011

Breaking the Smile

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

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

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

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.

style from the heart

ainzley
2011