Months have passed since the day we met. You once told me the fairytale-like story of seeing me for the first time. I am marveled with how the way you expressed every detail of finding ways just to know my name, to meet me. You said, "Hi" but you failed on your first try. 'Till one day you tried again to message me, I finally replied and I couldn't imagine that, that would be the outset of something new.

It's an overwhelming feeling whenever you try to utter your corny jokes just to see my bursted smile, or whenever you do a phone call during night times just to freely express how you miss me, and those times you took care of me when I am unwell just to save my day from sickness. Do you know what my favorite part is? It's whenever you send me your sweetest hand written letters together with your DIY cutie stuffs I've ever had.

You knew that I'd never been in love since birth. A kind of love between two hearts, captured by Cupid's bow and arrow. You are the man who showed and did efforts just to make me feel that I deserve to be loved and you made me realize that feeling. I can't explain it, the deep down feelings. Suddenly, I am lost for words. Just wanted to take a glance every time I am with you, because whenever I do, it makes me smile and comfy to be with you and all I can say is, I am blessed to have you.

You are a good man inside and out. Bit by bit, I will envelope you with the reality that my heart will only beats for your love. Because you made me feel cherished by you, you made me hmm fell for you.

Remember that I will stay by your side not for the rest of my life, but for the rest of yours. From this day, ‘till the end of our days.

You have to go through the worst to experience the best
These days are not easy but you are truly blessed
No matter how hard life gets don't let go
You are more loved than you will ever know

Glass roses of blue
Cigarettes and amaretto
Served with milk tears
Candy giggles take it back
Build a house from
what's lacking
Break black ties and
Want to wear heels out
For no one but
The television and
Steam mangling in a box
I need to get off frail mind lines like
Dreading time
Loving this lipstick and
I am not a girl anymore
I filthy my own nest
And i'm blind as I am blessed

Midway upon the journey of life
I found myself riding
zigzag down dark streets,
for there was no straight way
through that teeming urban grid.
Thus I travelled deeper into the night,
while rosary beads swung hypnotic
from the mirror, reflecting the revenant eyes
of one raised by an invisible hand
from salt water rocks where
as a boy, he said, he should have died.
Deftly navigating changing lights
of amber, red, and green,
he humbly inquired after my beliefs
and the state of my soul.
As to this I could not say,
so I drew it out and held it gingerly
by the rough edges, examining
as best I might in that dim backseat
its wrinkles, creases, and scars.
In the reflection he saw all these clearly,
and with gentle resonance spoke
of things impossible to know,
less difficult to believe,
and blessed me so
that on passing out the door
I found my soul again soft and warm.