acceptance is painful.
but it is necessary.
what is love after all? it is a force that does not wither. it does not cower at the sight of the unappealing. it does not turn to dust when each has to take its own different path. love does not die even when we leave.
love is a force. it can make us go and it can make us stay. love can move for different reasons. and it can move for none.
love simply is.
long after our choices have been made, love will continue to live. it may take another form and we may not recognize nor acknowledge it, but it will always be there.
acceptance.
Saturday, June 09, 2007
Thursday, June 07, 2007
the girl i used to know
the bed seems empty without your legs eating up my side. the room seems quiet without your high-low-high pitch voice that breaks into laughter in the most uncanny moments. my night seems still without your thoughts, your words and your whole jumbled up weird character.
it's your last night here and it feels like it's my first without you.
a year of pillow talk and movie nights and taboo that we didn't play; a year of spilling secrets and dinners and sleepovers that would put any high school record to shame; a year of journeys and self discoveries, of laughter and tears that lingered late into the night. we may have pondered over the men in our lives and yet in the year that has passed, there was no better person to be with than you.
and so the winds that have brought you here are back to bring you elsewhere. i'll see you in bali where our wanderlust will take us. we'll hie off to some island and surf for a month. the world is big for our dreams and small for us to meet again :)
one day you will come back here, the girl i used to know. because today you are becoming the woman you are meant to be.
it's your last night here and it feels like it's my first without you.
a year of pillow talk and movie nights and taboo that we didn't play; a year of spilling secrets and dinners and sleepovers that would put any high school record to shame; a year of journeys and self discoveries, of laughter and tears that lingered late into the night. we may have pondered over the men in our lives and yet in the year that has passed, there was no better person to be with than you.
and so the winds that have brought you here are back to bring you elsewhere. i'll see you in bali where our wanderlust will take us. we'll hie off to some island and surf for a month. the world is big for our dreams and small for us to meet again :)
one day you will come back here, the girl i used to know. because today you are becoming the woman you are meant to be.
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