Sunday, February 8, 2009


Have you ever been In love? Terrible? Yeah right, horrible? definitely… It doesn’t make any sense that something so powerful as love can make your knees crumble, your speech stammers and make your heart skip few beats, at any given time multiplied by how much dose love was injected in you. Worse thing about it is that your chest opens up exposing your bloody ribcage while your heart pounds heavily and all of a sudden your heart is not yours anymore, some stupid person have already engraved and tattooed their name on your heart it will never be easily erased, more so, they have the capacity to mess it all. Then, for months and years, maybe decades, you will build your fortress, defenses for you to be ready; your plan is to preserve yourself in the impending battle of hearts. You visualizes that you be triumphant and be guarded enough- armored enough not to feel pain, kind enough-for the world inturn be kinder to you. Then out of the blue and unexpected, some nincompoop, like any other nincompoop person that your friends have told you about will play your stupid charade and like a stray dog he will stay in your oasis… Without them asking, you will give them a piece of you. Don’t ever complain cause they never asked for it. Then one lackluster day, he did something stupid, like hug you more tightly or even flex their muscle to give a brilliant smile at you, and then your stupid heart is not yours anymore, it seems like it wanted to jump out of glee. The “Stupid enough” you will be happy whenever you see them happy ruining your heart. The thing is, when heart opens, your brain closes its doors, your eyes are blinded by the brilliance of that four letter world and the eardrums will march their way out...

But then again you have to learn that love might not kill but it can wound your heart and leave it empty, something that only love itself can heal and fill it again up to brim. Love can eat your heart out and leave you spilling emotional liquid on the ground called tears, just for simple sentences like, “I love you as my dearest friend…” or “I don’t wanna hurt you”. These are metal knives that love inserts on our system on their way to the center of your body, that reddish blood filled organ- their main target. It hurts. A lot.
Is this love, Tristan? I never imagined I’d know it for myself. My heart… It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it’s trying to escape because it doesn’t belong to me any more. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I’d wish for nothing in exchange - no gifts, no goods, no demonstrations of devotion — nothing, but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine. - STARDUST


  1. Thanks for reminding me to suspend my faculties of affection. Mahirap nga ang ma-inlove.

  2. i so love stardust.. nainspire kong isulat ito dahil sa movie: "existence neccessitate love..."

    medyo mahaba at di ko naitutuloy, blog mo ito at taga comment lang ako.

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    tama ka its hurts a lot, love always gives us 50-50 na pagkakataon. pero if you stay too long sa fortress mo, love will give zero percent na probability. because basically nothing was done, nothing to be gained.

    go as far as your eyes you can see and when you get there, you'll see farther, well as they say.

    standing at the top of your fortress could only give you as much.
    pero if you are currently hurting, then take your time within your aboard. this is your temple and you ought to be respected. take all the time you need..