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Post by One Mapúa: One Vision. One Passion.

A request..

Spare me from this loneliness, Unchain me of my distress; Save me of this catastrophe, Simply I'm asking thee!

The same spot

The same spot I spent an afternoon with her the only difference is I'm alone now..

I was impatient.. I was rushing.. I might have...

I was too much..

Come in life..

Come in life when you'll find someone who means so much to you.. When you're afraid to lose that someone.. When you're happy just thinking what's going to happen between the two of you..

Only then you find the meaning of everything. The everything you wanted to wish for. The everything you dreamt for..

Come in life when you're ready to take sacrifices..
Come in life when you're ready to take "NO" for an answer..
Come in life when you're ready to get hurt..
Come in life when you're ready to be genuinely happy..

You expect good things.. but worst things happens..

We tend to forget how life can be cruel because of that someone.. yet..
We tend to smile because we know it's all worth while..

BUT...

Come in life where everything before comes back again..
Come in life where you have to be alone again..
Come in life where You..

Puzzle to pieces

Funny how everyone was right about me. They know who I am from my worst to my best. I admit I'm too honest. Don't want to fake any single detail of myself..

I was the only one who was faking.. Only now I have realized that what I really show to them is real.. Everything for me was so illusive..

Pieces of me from them makes me complete.. Pieces of me from them makes me wonder why I have to hide from all the misery that I'm having..

I am lost, I am desperate, I'm finding my own way, I'm finding my light, I am nothing.. I thought I was something but I was wrong..

All of me, is just a reflection of them. A reflection where I'm trying to build my own..

When will I be one? When will I be not into pieces? When will I?

An I who can stand. An I who knows more about me. An I who can puzzle my life. An I who is not illusive anymore..

I am I. The I who is..