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The one thing I’ve been waiting for

The one thing I can’t stop thinking of

The one thing I’ve been praying for

The one thing I won’t dare to see getting hurt 

The one thing I keep holding on to

The one thing that pops in my head like a reminder

The one thing I can’t lie to

The one thing that knows me better than I know myself

The one thing that knows my worse like my very best

The one thing I can count on

The one thing that made me smile

The one thing that gives me all the reason in the world

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ **To be TRUE**~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~** YOU**~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A poem I wrote on September the 1st, 2011..for him of course..
well, I guess Katy perry was right after all.."comparison is easily done once you had a taste of perfection"

and well yes, now I'm changing the lyric.."he is a part of me that I'll never ever wanna leave with out a trace"
How could I?

Masks

There are two things I hate the most in this world:

A hypocrite and a 'know-it-all'

Never did I wish to be one either

So kept my self as clean as I could

Unfortunately...

I live in a world full of mask

No one knows whose fake

And whose true

So here's a simple task

Mention any mask you like

A brainiac mask

A millionaire mask

A wise mask

A sophisticated mask

A lover mask

A rigid mask

A hater mask

Which one would you like?

They're perfect aren't they?

They show a perfect world of hypocrisy

Full of lies, arrogances, and prides

Beware of your neighbors

Who knows what's inside?

Can you tell by their faces?

Take a closer look!

Or should you care?

Some may be shocking

Some maybe predicted

What a shame, what a pity

I may have worn some in a day

And for all that I hate and afraid of

I might have been one too

I hate masks

I really do...

Clockwise

Who am I to urge
Who am I to demand
As the arrows of my clock turns clockwise
And the whole universe tells me to be wise

The arrows of my clock may laugh
And celebrate the confusion
The confusion of being lost in time
And forget what's prime
When present call
It's time to give all

Even if I regret the past
I know It should've last
Why should I mingle with grief
When my time here is brief
When future call
There's no time to fall

For He has given me time
It's worth more than a million dime
And sets three bells ringing in my life
One for my birth
One for my new life
One for heaven's call
As the arrows of my clock turns clockwise
I know I should be wise


This poem, was actually a task given by my lecturer, but I find it really helpful to convey something I might not be able to speak in person, to the one I dedicate this poem to.
I dedicate this poem for someone I love, and it shows how immatture I was back then and how I didn't use my time wisely, hurting the one I love the most.
I don't know why, but all I know that when there's still time, I'm gonna do anything, got that? (ANYTHING) to show him how much he means to me..so dear Mr. Right, what ever u're doing right now, I just want you to know that what ever happens, I know I deserve your madness, hatred and all that, but I'm not gonna give you up that easily, since my love ain't easy come, easy go. and again, I'm sorry. forgive me, forgive me not, I'll leave it to you to decide.

A flat in My heart

So...ehem, this inspiration came today while sitting in the church listening (or maybe not) to a preacher.
anyway, that moment I was just busy with my own head. What you're about to read may not make any sense.but that's the art.hehe.. :)
For my besties: Jennifer, Dian, Grace and Magna, what would your heart be? I've built a flat in my heart and I hope all of you will have your best resident living there someday. This is my first piece of writing, Enjoy! :) 

(and feel free to criticize, comment, or compliment too,hehe)

There's a flat in my heart

The flat was opened for a rent since I was officially a teen

The deal is simple: the resident MUST 'suit' my flat and..ME.

The regulation is also simple: As long as he (I said it, it's the matter of that big L word) so "HE"
Could manage to bring harmony and peace into my flat, I'm not gonna kick his *ass (sorry)

So here's the story...deg deg deg, (gosh I'm feelin like confessing smth to da world. whatever, doh = =')
People come and go..

Most of them left my flat messed up like, (Idk how to say this, I know it's Sunday) "hell"..

Can you imagine that, the one and only flat in my HEART felt like hell..

Until one day..out of nowhere (well not that magical)
Came this adorable person that I've known for so long (thanks to my stupid head for taking notice after 100 years knowing this guy)

I knew he lived somewhere...(over the rainbow) near my flat
But.. it takes time, wisdom, a 'lil "boo-hoo", and "haha" to actually realize there's an unpredictable, devastating, sweet little things about this adventure thy Creator has miraculously planned even when I was just a tiny thing inside my mom's womb. (thanks Mom for letting me out! :')) 

So, okay enough for that drama..back to the story!
So, this guy have been living in my flat for a loooooooong..loooooong..time! (honestly I don't remember for how long but man this is really something)

And..he was the most patient resident that 'survived' living here (I'm not making this up, seriously)
There are pretty much chaos and unpleasant things going on in my flat 
Like when my flat was caught on fire

I'm AMAZED on how wise, patient, and understanding he was..
more over, not only did he manage to 'survive' but he was also able to follow the deal and regulations.  (wow!)
So, he kept it nice and clean, got rid of the fire kept everything neat and under control
But the most important thing, HE was the only one that was able to bring PEACE and HARMONY to my flat.

[See? told you that's something :)]

That's what made this resident special..he paid the rent with a priceless prize

Not even the price of the most luxurious flat in the world can compete with
His presence can not be compared with anything in the world (even a brand new car in your garage, a yacht or a mansion) <okay this is totally a hyperbole, but at least it comes from the bottom of ma heart.hehe>

So far, up till today, he was the BEST resident ever (If there's an award for this I'll totally give him a noble prize!)

And all I wanted..is that he wouldn't mind staying in this country, province, city (I mean a tiny town)
And the most important thing, to not walk out of my flat's door, (don't take this literally, please)

No matter if a bulldozer is waiting outside of the building to tear down my flat

Because I'm sure..that who ever comes next will never be qualified enough to be the suitable resident of my flat.

And I hope..there won't be any..

So, dear resident..I send you my biggest regard,

Diane