running away and running back

so here's the deal.

i fly back to my island to get away from you. i try my hardest not to think about you, or look at things that remind me of you. i tell myself that things are better the way they are. i read and re-read the letter i sent. i convince myself that i you and i don't make sense together.

but then when things are botched up at work, when i just want to sit on the floor and throw a tantrum, when sadness fills me, i think about when i last felt happy, safe and secure. your face is the first thing that comes to mind. feeling your hands clasping mine, your arms around me, your gentle but protective hugs.

i still want to be your assistant, groupie, confidant, advisor, career counselor, isaw buddy, masseuse, friend, lover.

though i fly away, i will always come back to you...c

email me! missymisbehavin08@yahoo.com

that old familiar road

opening bars of "sundo" by imago...

driving through the arch then making a left after the bridge...

on the way home, driving through the yellow lit, tree lined streets... until the next day when i would drive down the same road to be with you

asahan mo, mula ngayon pagibig ko'y sayo





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in the still of the night

i felt your arms around me today. a hug so warm, so tender, so caring. you held my hand and made me feel secure. i heard your soft, deep voice telling me you loved me. i saw the tears rolling down your cheeks. i wiped them away as i wiped away any doubts on my love for you. i looked into your sad eyes and saw myself. we were waiting for this moment when everything was right.

you never let go. i could never let go. we held each other until the tears stopped.

then i opened my eyes. you faded away. i was left with a longing to be with you. can i? should i? could i have you back?

email me! missymisbehavin08@yahoo.com