My words have been slipping away from me like a thief at night before I can collect them and put them in safekeeping. So I wonder if I am doing it intentionally for what is there for me to face if I do not have the words to direct me to the things I need to face. A lot of stupid things have captivated my mind only because they are easy and it is so much easier to be critical and judgmental. I am relieved for the free time I have right now and I have been given a breathing room to think and reorganize.

There are so many different kinds of love.
You can love someone very much and more than you realize and the fullness of that love can only be understood when you have said your goodbye and it still lingers with such stubbornness, it still reside in your heart but you know that it is over.

Then you meet someone who teaches you or at least give you the love that you used to give away. You know that you do not take it for granted but appreciate it to the fullest because there was once when you gave that same love away without anything being returned. To be in the receiving end opens your eyes to what love is really about and there is nothing more you can do but surrender and take in all that it has to offer.

Sometimes I wonder why do people reject the very love they want? Are there people who believe that they don't deserve that kind of love? Is the responsibility too hard to possess that kind of love and make the worse mistake of their life? I wonder...