O sa English, slices of thoughts. Hindi akin ang title ng blog. Hiram ko ito sa isang taong nagpasilip sa akin sa mas makabuluhan at malalim na pag-iral, ang umakay sa akin patungo sa pagmamahal sa sining, sa wika at sa buhay. Si Rodel Calalo. Kung nasaan ka man, Rodel, hinding-hindi kita malilimutan. Kulang man ang salita, pero ito lang ang meron ako, kaya't patawad kung hindi man makasapat pero ang makakayanan ko lang sabihin, paulit-ulit, ay maraming salamat.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Ain't givin' up on love
One fact about having an agitated mind is that it doesn't give you the power of being mindful to little things.
Little things such as him not sending "Good morning" texts as often. Or him re-scheduling a date because although he's in the vicinity he doesn't want to be seen because he's not wearing the "proper" clothes. Or him replying to text messages an hour after you sent them.
Things like that.
An agitated mind doesn't let you see these small things that signal you to run.
I was opening up and doing the extra work but in the end, he fucked up. Or to put it more accurately, his subconscious mind fucked up. He's doing his end, yes, but his subconscious mind doesn't take bull shits. A no is a no is a no.
It's the end of him -- it should have been clear to me long before this Valentine tragedy.
Even so, I ain't givin' up on love.
In fact, I'm readying for the next.
;-)
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