I melt at your gaze;
Today your eyes give you away
And my heart throbs with pain

I get weak with your touch
Now your hand touches mine
And I struggle to find its warmth

I wait for you to whisper sweet nothings
But it seems my ears went numb
And my soul is now deaf
From hearing the cruelties around us

I am at the far end,
By the edge of my sanity.
I hope for something yet wait for more.

Just love.
Just love.

Yes, love.

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Jown.5.17.12

Commitment is a big word: oftentimes, overrated but underused. Taken seriously but never really thought of. You want to know how to be committed? Be consistent. You want to stay committed? Stay consistent. Be steady; free from variations, free from any contradictions. Yes. That is how a promise is kept, that is how trust is formed and that is how you become truly committed.

Our differences is not a freeway to judge other’s individuality. It is actually a gateway to start understanding the fact that not everyone in this world is like you, nor can they ever be like you.

Death is losing someone dear. Beyond that — it is reality that is expected but hard to accept, an event that reminisces the good ol’ days and the perfect time to be reminded that the time of our lives is never in our own hands.

Failures exist so that we can have a good measurement of our success. If the world never knew failure, then achievements would just be an everyday ordinary event.

A family consists of a group of people, unique in their own ways and character, bonded by a deep sense of love, trust and respect — not always needing to be related by blood.

Our opinion does not give us the license to hurt others.

The contentment of the heart rests in a soul that is nurtured by faith, seasoned with love and surrounded with great people.