beyond beneath

You're so gloomy sitting out there, Maria. What happened? You're staring at something isn't it? or is it someone? Your gaze... it is someone most probably Who are you looking at? It's Lucia and Alvaro, isn't it? They make a good couple. They've been together since 18. They're bond is unbreakable indeed.  Or is it Elena and Carlos? They're the funniest! The two seems almost a perfect match made from heaven. They're partners in crime all the time! Oh looks who's coming, Isabel and Mateo. They're super lucky to have one for each other, right? They already have everything in life - career, looks, lifestyle. They're generously blessed! Oh no, why are crying Maria? Come here you little..  Here I'll wipe it off. It's okay, everybody feels the same way too. At some point of their lives, people just get that feeling of loneliness. It's normal. But, Maria, listen. See that sky over there. He says you just have to be patient and trust Hi...

    A thousand  miles. . . to look at your face to study your eyes to cherish your smile to adore your earring to understand your tattoos to admire your personality to appreciate your style and to applaud your talent It takes a thousand miles  to do all these an yet, it took you seconds to capture me ❤️follow my blog for more!❤️

It's full of monsters, a pool of dominating personality. A game of tricks and lies.  Devils in disguise. Uplifts but two-sided. Called by what is standard. A knife behind his back.  A smile that smirks. A story of survival,  where ever man is an island. ❤️follow my blog for more!❤️

I found this old post of mine, but it seems hidden from the latter posts I published years ago. I don't know if you have read this already. I had revised some few parts and wanted to share it again. I hope you don't mind.😊 Girl: Oh, this is the dream that I dream In pastel colors and beautiful flowers The perfect sparkling heals beneath a gown in cream The wedding of my life came to this hours But then, it wasn't the things it wasn't the decors and the bouquet  it was, in my crimson cheeks and heart beat fast I can see in my eyes the man I am waiting for Boy: Oh, the songs of the choir and the church bell dings   The isle of daisies and roses, and velvet carpet The gentle black suit hugging my happiness A moment to be realized that I wouldn't forget But then, it wasn't the things it wasn't the wedding gifts and the black car it was, in my tears and heart beat fast I can see in my eyes the woman I am p...

And then it fades. . . silence swayed inside the room. . . I set my foot on solid ground waiting for that "part"   the music softly held a single note, medling to an outburst of adrenaline inside the whole room. I swiftly move away and dance with the allegro  It goes on and on, faster than the beat of my heart I skip, I pirouette, but the music is like a sound of tragedy It didn't stop for a second, it never slowed down I tremble and fell on my knees. . . tears ran down on my pale skin deep down I'm shattered

I am like your guardian angel Well I feel like one though But an angel to you only I seem to know your whereabouts, your taste of music and  how you really love it,  I seem to know you like your dogs and how you miss them so much How you get so excited  turning on the sports channel,  like meeting your friends in the hallway Funny that I seem to know that your birthday is almost next to mine,  that we have the same thing  of having frosty hair Yet, I also seem to watch you like almost everyday. That I got to witness your cheerful  and troubled life. I also got to witness  the girl you had been with. She is beautiful no one can compare But it didn't last long until there's another. It has been fate that is  colliding the both of you You two seems in the verge of  having each other. But I'm just here watching you dancing with life I watch you taking chances in love j...

What a wonderful day to build I may the Christmas spirit is on its way. The snow and the mistletoe, Decorating the walls with red bows,  Oh jolly! Christmas is here. Saving a penny to buy for the family,  gifts are exciting as it can be. Christmas tradition,  let's pray for the world's condition the wars, the mourns, that peace and prosperity may be born. Christmas carols sang by children angelic voices, come and listen. Because Christmas is the day  where everybody  stand up and say It's Christmas! Let's cheer hooray!

When in war, losses are his triumph and destruction is his happiness. When he set a war, he wanted something out of greed, pride, and envy.  He was just too weak to handle his shadowing emotions. He was frustrated because he can't handle the pain. And there he was, already at rage. He didn't know that his madness poked up his ego. Now, he was blinded with fear, the fear of uncontrolled self. Because of that, his thoughts corrupted with whatsoever that could erase his feelings. He set forth his gold digger army that was never on his side. Then, the world was in chaos.  News were the portal of his doings. It is seen by many, in tears and in frown. There he is, embarking the land for his take. He was happy seeing the bloody interaction. The losses of the land was his entertainment. But, he never knew that he was pitiful in an eagle's eye. The lives of innocent were sacrificed for him. For him to realize his inferiority. Having war was his escape. He ...

I hate myself when... I get weary thinking of my love life,  that I get sad thinking that others have their special companion and I'm here daydreaming of my man. I hate myself when... My confidence washed out  when I think no one is taking a chance on me. I hate it when... My friends and parents told me to wait for the right time but I keep returning to the same thought,  of having one, time to time. I wish I could just take off my emotions and feel nothing of this. I wish I could just take away my mind and never drown myself of this. Is it me? Is it fate? If having someone is not my time now,  why do I long ? so stressed out thinking of this over and over again. Praying time to time and get the same common answer, but still feeling sad at the end.  I hate it.

What if I am opposite from who I am now? What if I am a domineering person? Bold and sufficient.  People will look forward to what I say. I would be giving commands right now.  I would spill out my views without a second thought even it would affect the people.  I would care less of them anyway but to my job. I would be efficient in decision  making. They can't proceed without me leading. I would be feared by the most. I would be the lion in the jungle. What if I am a conscientious person? Logical and keen. I would be detail-oriented.  I would find your mistakes a disgrace. I am  logical, practically good in decision-making. My works are prepared systematically. I would be the hunter in the jungle. Yet, I am not them. I consider other people. I keep my thoughts hidden. I am indecisive. I think of the bigger picture.  I work for others. I am the nature. I am not them. ❤️follow m...