Monday, January 17, 2011

riding trains

Recently, I have been thinking of JaCo and his naivety – his disregarding obliviousness.

Tapos naisip ko, probably the oblivion of the heart is not because he’s emotionally dense. Maybe, he’s even smarter than I; probably even more forward in thinking about things and stuffs about life and loving. It sucks you know. For if there is one thing I have been good at, it’s on being honestly open about how I feel. Maybe not that direct, but I don’t just shut up nor merely implicate, I go beyond borders, sometimes even get tossed on board. I’m a love pup, a love dumb fool who falls every time the piano and the string play. I run chasing love songs and hastily hound my own Romeo and Juliet. I’m a hopeless romantic, so the cliché goes; been chasing love adventures.

But in the chase, I started trailing off.

One day I looked at the mirror and asked if there would really be someone out there who’d see me as fairest of them all, if not the knight in shining armor. My magic mirror said, NO – not now.
And he showed me why.

… to be continued

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