Life is Irrecoverably Wasted ...

I keep pushing the limits and keep testing the boundaries which were so rigidly predefined in my mind before. Ever since this illusion has shattered, all avenues have opened to be explored. I’ve been feeling quite overwhelmed by the options I have before me. It’s interesting to learn for yourself that reality is what you make of it. You define for yourself what and who you accept to be real and to what extent. A forbidden thought, whispered by the smallest of voices in your head in the dead of the night, can be more real for you than the most glaring of truths screamed at you in blinding daylight. Reality is what you allow it to be. Reality is what you choose to accept it to be. And inasmuch, there are limitless opportunities before us. The further I go from you, the closer I seem to keep you. You defy all logical sense. So I long since accepted you to be the exception to every rule I came up with. Rules which I needed to make sense of my life. Codes of behavior I take everyone else ...

A heart is there to make you bleed. To pass the time. To help you sleep. A heart is there to touch and feel. To mend. And to heal.

2009 World AIDS Day “Getting to Zero - Zero New HIV Infections.  Zero Discrimination and Zero AIDS Related Deaths” Since the first time we started listening, knowing, reading and thinking about AIDS a few advances have been made, though there is still a fierce battle to be fought against the poor response to HIV/AIDS pandemic crisis around the world in some key areas: ignorance, lack of information, myths, taboos, prevention, care and treatment and research. Maybe the research and finding a possible cure for it, is what is more urgent, because that would stop deaths of people who live with AIDS, no matter the way they contracted the terrible disease, all of them are victims who are suffering.... We must never forget that none of us is exempt of AIDS, maybe a friend of ours, a lover (or a former one), a son, a brother, sister, etc has already gotten this disease, no matter if we are straight, heterosexual, gay, adult, married, single or even a baby, and a...

I guess there’s no point saying I care, I love, I adore, I’m crazy for u, I wanna live with u, I wanna marry and live the rest of my life with u… coz you’ve heard them all… And you’ve been hurt by they who said it.. Hurt many, many, many times by these words. I guess these words means nothing to u anymore.. For there are just words that will cause u pain in the end.. To me, u mean the world.. to me u are my world, my heart, my soul, my life… to me you are my everything… I know you’ve been hurt, many times.. by those u loved and by those who said they loved u.. I’m sorry u had to hurt, I’m sorry they hurt u.. I’m sorry u have trust issues, I’m sorry u have been hurt so badly until u are so afraid to let another love stay.. I’m sorry u have to hear all the words they who hurt u said once or said many times.. And right now I’m making it worst by keep saying it, over and over again.. Everyday.. Eventho its just my fantasy, I still wanna dedicate this to you. You might not believe ...

Across a park. A stolen glance. A lifetime of wondering if I'd ever see you again.

Sweet Hidden Truths… We often lie. We all lie whether we like to admit it or not. White lies are almost unavoidable just so that you don’t end up hurting someone. I guess it’s ok that you tell a small lie than cause a big emotional turmoil by telling the truth. Honesty has always been my policy but when I can’t be honest without hurting someone, I prefer to keep quiet. And then, I’m lying. Yes being silent without being able to tell the truth can be equivalent to lying. Words don’t always have to be used for it to be a lie. There’s nothing I can do about it either. Silence is just a kinder way of lying than using hurtful words. What Are You Doing? Coming to Words, it’s hard to look at a person or listen to them talking and decide if they are being truthful or not. People behave in bizzare ways and I believe we humans are way too complex for even our own selves to understand us. People often don’t have a problem in lying but hate it when being lied to. It’s human nature. The fact that...

To all the partners who walked out… Sometimes we all have our questions. We seek for answers and we don’t seem to find any. Was it meant so? Should we make mistakes again and again so that we finally would realize what we are doing wrong? Do we actually realize what we are doing to people who love us? Do we know what they feel? What can we see in their eyes? What does their smile tell us? Is their heart talking to us? Do we understand? Do we feel? Do we know? Do we want to know? Sometimes things don’t work out the way we have hoped. Sometimes we feel lost and confused. Sometimes we make wrong decisions. Sometimes… we hurt… Sometimes… we don’t know that we hurt. And sometimes it is too late to change things. This article is for someone… someone like you or me, someone the next door, someone you know or someone you used to know. Read it and see if you can recognize yourself here. When she got to know you, you were there to understand her mind. When she liked you, you reached out and...