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Bianca Fontejon Dec 2014
Nothing happens twice.
Once you've missed your chance,
There's nothing you could do about it.
You can try hard and make it work again, but timing isn't always going to work with you.

A tad too early, a tad too late;
Never the right time.
You need the perfect momentum, and once you feel it, Grab it. Make use of it. Because once the momentum is gone there is no bringing it back.

And sometimes, the feelings don't go away when momentum does. But momentum goes away, even if the feelings are still there. So speak up and don't waste you chance, or live with the regret of trying to make your momentum happen again.
Bianca Fontejon Dec 2014
To have someone who wants to spend every waking moment with you, and have all sorts of adventures is one of the best things you will ever have in life. The best thing, is the moment. The moment you find him, and you just know that you're  never letting him go.

Like a woman will never let go of the shoes that perfectly fits her. Once she finds it, she will be happy and feel good whenever she wears it.  

Don't be stupid enough to let it go, because no matter how much pairs of shoes you try on, it will never fit you the way that perfect one did. Not every pair of shoes will fit you perfectly. Others may not be of your preference, so once you find the perfect fit; nurture it and don't ever let it go.
Bianca Fontejon Dec 2014
You
Sometimes I wonder
If you miss me,
Like how I miss you.

If the sun says goodbye to the moon
Before it even rises, and the moon would fade away. Or if the waves
bid the shores goodbye, everytime the tide changes.

There is no assurance. You'll never know how the other feels and if it's even worth it. Is it worth all the pain and not knowing? Just like how the sun lets the moon shine at night because she knows that he can't shine without her. Can you be my sun and make me shine?
Bianca Fontejon Sep 2014
Goodye.
The word makes one morose;
To others, it is just a normal goodbye, nothing special.
To me,
Hearing it from you makes me hear
All the goodbyes ever said to me, All at once.

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