Around this time a year ago, i arrived frm galera tired bt wid anticipatn. As i went down d bus i was calculating in my mind how d next 24 hours would go.
abt a month b4 dat i solicited two of my girlfriends help. I wanted to pull a gesture that s by far, and to date, d sweetest that i hav done. Of course that s next to writing d most beautiful poem one can write in abt ten minutes. (woah...Talk about self gratificatn.) The plan was to send flowers, bouquets, at random. And to create a dramatic effect d total number of flower setting was 28th to match nt jaus d date bt also d age.
i was suppose to wake up at around 4am bt bec i was tired and i had an unexpectd visit by, then a favored person, i had to make adjustments. It was jus ok bec my accomplices were both on duty dat same nyt. It was a wonderful nyt to sum it. I was at a crossroads. I was wid someone that myt define my future as im abt to give my final gesture of love to a lost one. That night i felt odd as i wrapd my arms around dat sweet face i hav lyin asleep next to me. I knew then that i would hav a renewd reason to smile everyday. I may hav accepted defeat and wid a blast say my farewell, one last time, bt somehow n my arms lies hope. Sadly, a few months aftr i had to let go again. Bt dis time it wasnt as hard...
dada, shie, and igo arrived b4 lunch time. I met them at the same time bought lunch. They were intrigued on d news of who was sleeping soundly in my bed. That time i cant convince them that im happy nt jus bec of d visitor, bt bec its d day.
I pland 4 this day in my mind often enough that d prospect of something between dat special person in my room and seemd distant and unimportant. D day was 4 all about my lost...my defeat. I always had d flare 4 d dramatics that i decided to bid my farewell wid a gesture that exceeded anything that i have done for this person while were stil together. It was deserved. Defeated my love maybe, bt i dnt see the point of ending it widout making a statement. I want the world to see and knw dat someone would go to great lenghts jus to prove a testament to love, my love.
we arrived at dangwa to look 4 a vendor that would give us d best bouquets around 4pm. There were flowers every where. My dream s materializing. D idea dawnd on me aftr seing big fish, wer ewan mcgregor proposed by covering a lawn of daisies to d girl of his dreams. I thought i should do it to win back my lost love. Bt d more i thought abt it d more it bcame clear, Loving means wanting wat makes d other person happy. I hav to let it go. I also realized dat due to d nature of my work i wasnt abl to do anything out of d ordinary to celebrate what we had b4 it turnd sour. I plannd to go out of town for three days bt b4 i was able to execute it. D line was drawn. It had ended. So i thought flowers wud be gud to celebrate life, love, and moving on. It was d only gift i can give. Freedom.
d plan took an unexpectd turn when i learnd dat an early off took place. How can i overlook dat possibility? Thanks to my friends we were able to recruit an ofismates assistance. D new plan was to deliver the flowers to d office that nyt. It was a challenge, getting someone frm d inside to help us. And transporting that much flowers was a feat i failed to calculate. Bt we were able to pull it off. Thanks again to dada, shineth, and igo. We arrived in makati around 8ish. I had to beg the guard to let us in otherwise all efforts wer useless. Aftr d convincing sychronized acts of dada and shie we were finally in frnt of d office. We carefully positioned all d flowers and prepared to leave. Bt b4 we left Shie took my perfume and sprayed her heart away. I ddnt leave a note or anything dat indicatd it was frm me. I knew dat credits myt go to d current boyfriend bt i couldnt careless. For me i have done my part. My goodbye.
Around a year ago i said my goodbye to a love that i held on to 4 so long. Im sori it had to end. Bt all things even beautiful things come to an end. I knw dat and hav acceptd dat. Bt this time let me tel you, happy birthday. Oh, I wanted so much to let u knw things brewing on my mind. Bt it wouldnt help. Things hav changed. Although one thing remains d same, its ur day and i wish u d best that this world can offer...Happy birthday tani!!!
abt a month b4 dat i solicited two of my girlfriends help. I wanted to pull a gesture that s by far, and to date, d sweetest that i hav done. Of course that s next to writing d most beautiful poem one can write in abt ten minutes. (woah...Talk about self gratificatn.) The plan was to send flowers, bouquets, at random. And to create a dramatic effect d total number of flower setting was 28th to match nt jaus d date bt also d age.
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i was suppose to wake up at around 4am bt bec i was tired and i had an unexpectd visit by, then a favored person, i had to make adjustments. It was jus ok bec my accomplices were both on duty dat same nyt. It was a wonderful nyt to sum it. I was at a crossroads. I was wid someone that myt define my future as im abt to give my final gesture of love to a lost one. That night i felt odd as i wrapd my arms around dat sweet face i hav lyin asleep next to me. I knew then that i would hav a renewd reason to smile everyday. I may hav accepted defeat and wid a blast say my farewell, one last time, bt somehow n my arms lies hope. Sadly, a few months aftr i had to let go again. Bt dis time it wasnt as hard...dada, shie, and igo arrived b4 lunch time. I met them at the same time bought lunch. They were intrigued on d news of who was sleeping soundly in my bed. That time i cant convince them that im happy nt jus bec of d visitor, bt bec its d day.
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I pland 4 this day in my mind often enough that d prospect of something between dat special person in my room and seemd distant and unimportant. D day was 4 all about my lost...my defeat. I always had d flare 4 d dramatics that i decided to bid my farewell wid a gesture that exceeded anything that i have done for this person while were stil together. It was deserved. Defeated my love maybe, bt i dnt see the point of ending it widout making a statement. I want the world to see and knw dat someone would go to great lenghts jus to prove a testament to love, my love. .1.jpg)
we arrived at dangwa to look 4 a vendor that would give us d best bouquets around 4pm. There were flowers every where. My dream s materializing. D idea dawnd on me aftr seing big fish, wer ewan mcgregor proposed by covering a lawn of daisies to d girl of his dreams. I thought i should do it to win back my lost love. Bt d more i thought abt it d more it bcame clear, Loving means wanting wat makes d other person happy. I hav to let it go. I also realized dat due to d nature of my work i wasnt abl to do anything out of d ordinary to celebrate what we had b4 it turnd sour. I plannd to go out of town for three days bt b4 i was able to execute it. D line was drawn. It had ended. So i thought flowers wud be gud to celebrate life, love, and moving on. It was d only gift i can give. Freedom..0.jpg)
d plan took an unexpectd turn when i learnd dat an early off took place. How can i overlook dat possibility? Thanks to my friends we were able to recruit an ofismates assistance. D new plan was to deliver the flowers to d office that nyt. It was a challenge, getting someone frm d inside to help us. And transporting that much flowers was a feat i failed to calculate. Bt we were able to pull it off. Thanks again to dada, shineth, and igo. We arrived in makati around 8ish. I had to beg the guard to let us in otherwise all efforts wer useless. Aftr d convincing sychronized acts of dada and shie we were finally in frnt of d office. We carefully positioned all d flowers and prepared to leave. Bt b4 we left Shie took my perfume and sprayed her heart away. I ddnt leave a note or anything dat indicatd it was frm me. I knew dat credits myt go to d current boyfriend bt i couldnt careless. For me i have done my part. My goodbye..jpg)
Around a year ago i said my goodbye to a love that i held on to 4 so long. Im sori it had to end. Bt all things even beautiful things come to an end. I knw dat and hav acceptd dat. Bt this time let me tel you, happy birthday. Oh, I wanted so much to let u knw things brewing on my mind. Bt it wouldnt help. Things hav changed. Although one thing remains d same, its ur day and i wish u d best that this world can offer...Happy birthday tani!!!__________________________________________________
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