Between Here and There.

Si Katelyn (di tunay na pangalan), bata, masiyahin, maganda at madaming kaibigan. Palangiti, palakaibigan, hindi mataray. Sa mata ng marami? Siya isang karaniwang Babae, pero ang katutohanan ay napakalayo sa inaakala ng madaming tao. Dahil sa bawat kembot ng kanyang bewang, sa bawat kindat ng kanyang mga pilik mata, maraming lalaki ang natutulala, napapa tunganga at marahil mahigit sinkwenta porciento ang napapariwara. O Katelyn, anong meron ka? Anong Hiwaga ang taglay ng mapupula mong labi! Ang iyong kagandahan ba ay tinuturing mong Biyaya or sumpa? Marahil ikaw ay natutuwa pag nakita mong nakatitig ang mapuputi at matitipunong mga lalaki sa hubog ng iyong katawan, pero ano ang iyong naramdaman noong pilit na kinukuha ng kuya mong guardia ang iyong numero sa makabago mong Telepono, o di kaya noong ikay nilapitan ng isa pang Guardia sa SM Mall of Asia ang sinabing, "Miss parang .... and .... Mo..." Ano ang kaakit akit mong katangian? Iyon ba ay iyong mabilis na pananalita? O...

Do not fret, I am fine. I really don't mind, I am okay. You can talk to me about anything, even about him. I will try my best to be objective, I promise. I give good advice, you know that, I always did. I am no longer bothered by the stabbing pain in my heart when I hear you call his name. I have grown used to it. I love you, what can I say. I am stupid to my friends but I do not care. I will do what it takes to keep you in my life. I will be what you want me to be. I will wait, be your shoulder to cry on, be your shock absorber. I will not mind that you do not think about my feelings anymore, or always listen when you say " I am sorry to be telling you this but I do not have anybody else to talk to". I remember the time when it was me you loved, and I am blessed. I think about it and I can still feel your warmth, your care, your gentle hands and your soft sweet lips. It is not your fault that I kept on loving you when you decided to move on. It is my choice, and I ...

I can not begin to describe how much I have missed you. Not a day has passed that I did not think about you. You are a vision in blue, what great joy it was that I felt when I saw you again. My heart skipped a beat when I laid eyes on you, the fine curves of your body that beacons me to touch you, I can not wait to be inside you once again, and ride you to my hearts content. To be one with you, to hold you and steer you to the direction that we want to go. To feel your every vibration, to push you to your limits - our limits, to dash and exhilarate as our heart pounds and pounds till we reach our zone, that one place where nothing else matters but the blurred vision that lays before us, and reaching that place that we have set on reaching. I am sorry, I was wrong, but you should believe it when I say, that I never wanted to hurt you. I know, the damage is done, we are both penalized with my bad decision. I promise to be more careful now, I will adapt a more slower pace, never wi...

I know of a song, but I can not say its lyrics... I know it well, but the language is not one that I know of. The tune is sweet. The melody carries and lifts me to a place. To our place. The one that only the two of us know. That special place that we used to go to, when the tips of our fingers touched, and were transported to our very own Shangrila, our Utopia. Nothing else seemed to matter then. The song that keeps on repeating in my head, in a Language that only the heart can understand. When I close my eyes and listen to it, I fell the warmth of our embrace, your soft sweet scent, and the softness of your lips. I know of a song, but I can not say its lyrics. But I remember it well, and so should you, after all... The song is about you.

There are some movies that I would not be caught dead watching. But I once saw Campus Girls, a local, flick because of a girl in college who wanted to see it. The movie was a mess, the funny part is, my aunt who was also watching the movie, saw me in the movie house, the worst part is, the week after I attended a reunion, and I got teased by my cousins, they never stopped asking me how did I found Campus girls. The question, at the that time was always followed with laughter. A man's life, it seems, revolves around women. We want to get rich, be thin, have hair, play a guitar for the attention of women. Much for I would say, for the women we love. So, here I am, just finished watching Sex and the City the movie, at 130am, just because it reminded me of someone. The conclusion, I hated it, but finished watching it all the same. Why? Not because the story line or the acting is bad, in fact it was decent, its just that they ended it with happily ever after. I hated, it because, even...

He sat on his swivel chair motionless for several minutes. He forgot to blink, almost did not realize that he was not taking in air. Not believing the two emails that he just read. "She replied... She actually replied" When all his thoughts attacked his fickle mind at the same moment, he found it hard to understand what he was thinking. With the sheer volume of ideas that came flooding in, it was as if his mind went blank. His senses failed him, at one moment he could not see the objects before him, only the vision of her smiling, saying the words that was written in the emails that he was reading. What sweet words, the very ones that he was longing to to hear for a long time. That smile that always erased all the pain, those lips that did not only touched his lips, but used to kiss the pains of his heart away. That infectious smile that was like a mirror to everybody who sees it. It was the most potent weapon in her arsenal, if only a smile could kill she would have b...

There is a thief that I know... He is sly and cunning. He makes me do things for him. I am his willing slave. With just a pat in the back, a simple smile of encouragement, a silky whisper of a promise, I am drawn to do his bidding. He steals not money nor things of Value. Rather he robs me of my youth, he darkens my future and takes away the most valuable possession I have. My potential of becoming a man. I hate him with a fervor. But no matter what I do I can do nothing to him because the thief is me.