The Guy I Want


I just want a guy who will love me endlessly. That guy who is brave enough to tell me honestly what he thinks about me. A guy brave enough to tell me what he really feels. I just want a guy who will see me as who I really am but will still love me in the best way he could. I want a guy who will treasure me like I’m the most precious jewel ever. I want a guy who will protect me and who will take a good care of me as if like I’m the most fragile glass.

I just want a guy who will be proud to have me. I want someone who isn’t afraid to tell the world how much I mean to him. I want a guy who can see my flaws but still love me. I want someone who knows how imperfect I am and how often I commit sins and mistakes but still for him, I’m perfect.

—Liane

A man should realize before it’s too late

Indeed both of you should exert effort to make each other happy but keep in mind that it’s always the guy who should put more effort to make her girl smile. Yes you. You are the one who planted the seed and so she decided to grow a feeling. It’s you who made the first move to talk to her, to date her and to make her say yes.
I’m just saying that you don’t have the right to be mad because your magical expectations of her disappoints you. You don’t have any right to expect that one day she’ll equally do the same effort that you are supposed to do. I’m not saying “ because she’s just a girl” either because most of the time she’s just waiting for you to do the move.
This is not about pride but we are talking about the right thing, right thing that a man should be doing. I’m just telling you that you should be contented to whatever your girl is doing to make you smile. Don’t expect or tell her to do big things because she don’t know how to be you and she will never be you.
She’s your girlfriend, your soon to be wife, your dream, your princess, your queen. She wouldn’t mind to make an effort but you got to let her do it in her own way. There’s a reason why you are called gentleman and be the definition of it.tumblr_oc64kibv2K1qblo3wo1_500
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Patintero –

Tila nakikipagpatintero ako sa pag-asang magiging tayo pa at sa katotohanang wala na talaga. Na kapag nakatawid ako sa kabilang linya mahahawakan kita pero matataya ako at maaalala kong wala na. Wala na talagang pag-asa. Malapit na sana sa dulo pero nataya na. Wala na. Wala nang pag-asa na makatawid at matapos ang patinterong sinimulan nating dalawa. Sa bawat pagtakbo ko papunta sa’yo. Ako’y hinahatid mo na pala ng mga mata mo. Palayo, palayo sa mundo mo. Binilisan ko, hinabol ko ang pag-asa. Pero sa huli hindi ko rin kinaya. Pinilit kong maging buo at itama ang mga mali ko para maging karapat-dapat para sayo. Pero sa bawat hakbang ko patungo sa pinaroroonan mo, nakikita ko. Nakatitig ka walang laman. Walang luha sa mga mata mo. Tila’ pinaparamdam mong wala na. Wala nang nararamdaman ang puso. Puso mong, naging bato dahil sa mga nagawa ko. Patawad Mahal, di ko alam bakit umabot sa ganito. Ang dating buo at masayang tayo ngayo’y nakikipagpatintero sa paulit ulit na tayo parin hanggang dulo at sa pagod na ko’ hanggang dito nalang talaga tayo.

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Yes, I’m plain and unattractive, I’m different and always misunderstood, I’m flawed and branded because of it but it doesn’t really matter to me anymore. Unfailingly, I can always  abandon the negativity and remove the label out of my face. Because more than anyone else, I know myself so much better. Yes, I’m just a nobody, I’m far from perfect myself and no one would notice if I disappear but this is my life and I refuse to sink you the idea of perfection. Perfection is not just about beauty.  Perfection is about being authentic, perfection is being brave, perfection is honesty, perfection is about being who you are, perfection is contentment and the list goes on and on. I choose to be this way, wait no, things were meant for me to be this way..imperfect but happy.
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we are all in a world where
lovers become a poet and poetry,
where we plant flowers in someone’s yard,
where there’s a sun who refused to shine,
and stars slowly falling from the sky;
and we are all lost souls,
with unspoken words and painful memories.
we, m.a

Resignation Letter

From the day I said yes was the day I began writing letters for you. You have touched my heart that it only speaks for beautiful words. You speak to me with warm sentences that melts my heart out. And just as I thought it will never get cold but my heart starts to speak to you with sadness.
Many times I asked myself “what happened to us?” Because to you, things are normal as it was before but to me it was a drastic and ugly kind of chance that made me felt like I was bronze and not gold anymore.
Love, If there’s one thing I want you to do, I’d ask you to let me go. I don’t want to wait for the day that this love with turn into hatred. I found myself asking for happiness because the way you treated me was like fireworks in the sky, shines brightly at first but only at first.
I love you but you’re no longer giving me love but pain and it hurts. I don’t wanna stay anymore not because I’m tired but because you gave me reason that I should be better off alone. I love you but I have to give myself a chance to be happy because she deserves to be and maybe I am just a good lesson to be learned.
Please let me go.