Well this is what I have found so far. I have not found the others. This is one side of me I will probably not admit (only in writing i think). I am a poet (trying hard) and a hopeless romantic (walay uyab). Lol!
Love hurt, hurt love
Torn between two emotions
That I wish I could control
Like the rain and the sun
These two arrive every now and then.
Warming me with happiness, the sun
And then the rain washes them away.
Love like the sun makes me happy
Then like the rain, hurt gets in the way.
What can I do with these two?
One can't seem to exist without the other.
It's like when you fall in love,
Hurt is part of the package.
Love, and you will get hurt for free.
Funny, it seems to be.
But that's just how it is in love.
You have to be ready to get hurt.
Now I know I can't control them
So I just have to live with them
As I love more, I will get hurt even more.
There you have it! Still looking for that notebook full of those day dreaming stuff. Come back tomorrow!
I try to maintain an attitude of a little child. I try to see the best in people even if others think it is not there..
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