something from my past

While checking my mails, I found out that I used to keep a blog.  When I read through it, I found this piece I wrote about three years ago.  Wala lang.  It was so fun to reminisce.

Musings 

Sandman

He has been a constant visitor of my dreams lately. Before I close my eyes at night, I'd utter a prayer to God to give me a peaceful slumber. By peaceful I mean a deep sleep with no memories to haunt my dreams. I'd will myself to think of something or someone else besides him.Every effort proves to be an exercise in futility. I'd always end up dreaming of him and his memories. Is it true that the deepest desires of one's heart always finds itself in dreams? Does it mean I still desire his comeback in my life?I hope not.

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Nightmares

After countless toss and turns in my bed at night, I'll finally grow weary. My eyes would finally give in to Sandman. And I will fall asleep. But then, the nightmares will begin.Nightmares. Yeah I call them that. Every dream with him in it, I call a nightmare. Because I am tired of having to wake up in the middle of the night crying, trying to stifle the screams caused by the unbearable ache in my chest. I am tired of looking back at the happy moments of our past together. I am tired of playing over and over again in my mind the promises he made. Promises of forever. Promises of a love without end.

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Regrets

Seven years. Seven long years of a relationship brought about by a wonderful friendship. When it went to waste, the friendship went with it. How could someone throw away something so precious? How could it end?  How could you go without saying goodbye?

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Conclusion

Should I finally shut the door? Am I supposed to put a period to the story we made? Is there nothing more left to add but "The End"?Part of me wants to close the curtain to this script that we played. We played parts that were coveted by a lot of people. And we played it beautifully. Alas! It ended abruptly.

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Silverlining

A new love… new life… new me…I hope…

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Postcript

Letting go… but holding on…Moving on… but looking back…Loving one person but in-love with another…Only one person holds my heart…But it doesn't mean no one can touch my soul…