I was staring at this blank page for about 10 mins before I came up with something to write. I don't even know how to start, and for a second I was thinking why would someone like you care about my rants when in this world, there is so much more important matters for discussion? To tell you honestly, I don't know. And I don't even care. I just wanted something to purge out my emotions than the usual crying and binge eating then throwing up after. I don't have a cig in my purse since I decided to ditch the vice 5 months ago. I have relapses but I don't crave for it like a mad man running around naked.
Across from where I was sitting were kids playing football. While hearing Zsa Zsa Padilla on TV answering the question about marriage with Dolphy, I wonder what life is for those kids if I ever tried asking them that question. Coz maybe, just maybe I would find a simple reason to move on. And maybe I would realize happiness could be found simply by kicking balls. (Pun intended)
I wish I was young again. Where life is much simpler and love was defined by shower of toys and candies, where object permanence would sneak away your fears. I miss you...
"Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation."
Kahlil Gibran
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From "Life is like a boat"
"...
We are all rowing the boat of fate
The waves keep on coming and we can't escape
But if we ever get lost on our way
The waves would guide you through another day
...
"
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