My Black Christmas

Chilly wind blows... Christmas carols... Spirit of Christmas is here...

While everybody was busy attending parties, reunion of friends, classmates, relatives and blood - relation, here I am don't even want to feel the essence of Christmas, I just wish that this year's 25th of December won't come, this is the worse and saddest Christmas I ever had.. i may have a dull last year but this was so tormenting...

As I enter the first quarter of 2011 it was full of blissful memories that was worth reminiscing, with people I love, with people I care but all of it soon had torn into fragments as they one by one perished out of my life...

I never really expect they would leave me, without bidding adieu, without saying goodbye.. they just disappear out of my sight...

I don't really know if celebrating this year's Christmas does really worth it with the absence of the individual I care, the people I love, guess not, I think it was more livelier to spend this whole season at the cemetery for their the tombs won't never leave you... they are just their for you no matter what... well here's my story...

This person had been in my life for quiet long time ( a year and four months) this person had been my comforter, in times I feel the world was so unfair, My knight and shining armor when pain is trying to wage a battle against me and the person who makes my dream fulfilled - to be loved heartily.. but with a simple clear-cut mistake all the foundation that we have nourished had been terribly ruined and I don't even know if i have still the courage to put back the pieces again, this person leave me with words unsaid, tears unshed and love unexpressed..totally damaged...

"A friend in need is a friend indeed" a common phrase that has been classically portrayed but for me this has never been traditionally applied... If I would count all the friends that I have I would say I am one of the richest but this year I have distinguished that I am just wealthy on FAIR - WEATHERED FRIENDS - those people that was only at your side when the sun was up and shining but when the storm started to pour they one by one disappear at your side leaving you wet and freezing in the rain.. Out of 10 friends I am just lucky to have 2 true friends and i am really thankful that i have them being with me not only on my happy moments and achievements but also in my failure and down moments...

Now tell me, does Christmas worth celebrating with all the heartaches I have this year? I am trying to fix this all, my social and emotional problems but sad to say it was days to go and it was Christmas,maybe I will be spending this year "MY BLACK CHRISTMAS" alone....

The Art of Rejection

Life is like an unopened birthday present, we never know what surprise lies ahead. We may encounter events that eventually tore our hearts in two and scenarios that leave us discouraged, but have we ever asked ourselves, why these things are happening? What is the purpose of these heartbreaks? What is the main purpose of our existence?

My life has never been perfectly carved. I may be wearing a glittering curve but behind those smiles their lies a gloomy and alone – me; Embraced by sadness, covered by depression and suffocated by tormenting pain inside.

My journey has been on a windy sail in the middle of the turbulence of the sea and on the four corners of my being I am ill; emotionally disturbed, mentally altered, spiritually lacking. It all started on a clear cut mistake that take a snapshot of error that disturbs me until now.

For two decades living on this world I always met people with unique personalities, different points of view, unlike opinions but of all the people that come and go in my life, I never remember their faces, the way they smile, the way they act but the memories that I have with them. Rejection has been somehow a detrimental virus in our system; it weakens our hearts, destroys our confidence and in fact hides all the capabilities we do have that can be able to share, that were the disastrous pain of REJECTION.

My first rejection was when I fell in love with a person whom I thought would be the man of my dreams that would help me fulfill my ambitions but I wasn’t too cautious to feel that he is just existing in wonderland, all fraud… loving me with lies.

He has been my knight and shining armor, he used to be my saving grace when the darkness of life started to consume me, my shoulder to cry on when the pain of life’s suppression becomes unbearable, he is my man. I have never known his existence until sadness me. A man had totally crushed my heart and fall it into pieces but he came along and patiently put all the pieces again. I have been so blessed that for almost quiet some time he realized my long time dream – to be loved by someone. But all of the happy moments that I have with him had soon torn into fragments when all of the sweetness that I have savor had turn to tear – provoker and the reason of my sadness. I cried each night longing for the love that has been lost in the midst of my immatureness but all of it soon fade to memories and was not worth reminiscing. One day I stand up and face the world with life forgetting every chapter that I have with him. Proving I can still go on with my life. It takes for me a single heartache to make me see and stand on my own again.

They say that obtaining rejection the second time around is more painful than the first one and I prove it right, it was so suppressing that I even want to be on the gateways of hell. Being rejected by the people that you trust and considers as friends is the hardest thing that your mind can’t even conceive. But thanks to them for because of their single rejection it makes me stand up on my feet again and be able to fulfill my destiny little by little.

Rejection has been a part of our daily lives; it comes on what we expected not to come. Then as it enters our system it became unbearable to carry but we should act a little from our part take the rejection as a positive one, look at the brighter side of the rejection, scrutinize what was the main reason of that and you will be able to know that in every failure there lies a simple reason. Everything in this world has its own purpose, your happiness, your sadness, your triumphs, your failures; everything of it has its own direction to go. God has been to wise to be mistaken for the scenarios that was happening in our lives. Trust in Him and He will never fail you. That’s the ART OF REJECTION, Bitter but has its sweet at the end.

LOVEGAME

"Love until it hurts no more. That's the Game of Love...."

Falling in love is not wrong at all. Once you fall, you can't help it, though you ignore the feeling still its there. Even you try to hide it, still it shows in your shining eyes, and then everything follows. you just fall even deeper. At the time in your sleep, in your mind, you are dreaming a future with her as if you hold the heads of the clock. You start to smile and count on his simple "hi". Every time you see her, it seems that her gaze captivates you. Nice isn't it? Indeed, everything seems to be so colorful, so essential that you may say that nothing is at risk. Maybe nothing, but what if the person you fell in love with is not there to catch you? What if you are just an ordinary friend to her? Or What if , you never existed in her dreams? What will happen? Will they remain a dream?

Perhaps, it is the saddest truth in falling in love. Once you feel it and there's no one to catch you, there's no one to love you back. Painful it may be in your side but you have to admit that it is true. You just can't help it but to wear a fake smile instead of tears. You can't avoid to keep your eyes open to other girls where in fact it is she you want to see. You do such thing as that and sometimes a stupid pretension you do, still truth prevails, What's left are sighs and sadness in your heart.

Worse is, you can't confront her for hurting you because she's unaware she is doing it. You just have to be silent because telling her is not a part of your agenda. You may be afraid to show it because no one might understand you. You just can't tell her to love you back because she don't even love you from the start, but what can you do? It just happened. After all it has never been a crime to fall in love with someone.

For this, you can only wonder Why in this world do you need to experience love when all you can get on it is pain. they say that love is the sweetest word on earth but why does it makes us feel blue. However, the answer is yet to come. Again and again you end up the same cycle. to love and not to be loved, to feel such pain. Why pains? not love? It is because only in pain a person can recognize love, Only in pain you can teach a person to become a true lover, and love without pain is impossible. Though you are hurt by the first time you love, you just have to leave the pain behind. Continue loving, if it still hurts the second time around, just love anyway and though it hurts once more, never stop. Love until it hurts no more. That's the Game of Love....

Can this be LOVE?

" CAN THIS BE LOVE? If it’s not, why it hurts so much?"

Strict…Mysterious…Silent…

These were the traits that makes my interest flew unto you, but it all happen in a blink of an eye, yesterday you were just there but now I can’t even see a glimpse of your shadow.

Well, here’s my story… I have this unintelligible feeling towards a girl for quiet long time. I guess, what is striking to her is her simplicity. I just can’t describe this peculiar feeling when she first laid her tantalizing eyes on me. She had these two deep – penetrating eyes that somehow caught me off – guard, it has a glint that speaks of something I really don’t understand. It was so disturbing that the images of her are running to every brain cells every second of my daily life. It seems I was caught by a charm, enchanted by her dumb – founded innocence and bewitched by her smiles. Is this what they call LOVE? If this is it, this is my first time to fall into its bait.

It never crossed my mind to unveil this newborn feeling of mine to anyone, not to my parents, my buddies, my siblings, neither to her. I intend it to be just in the four corners of my room. I aimed it to be the most restricted file in my heart and mind’s memory. This will be my topmost secret.

But in a quick snapshot, every barrier I have set, every protection I have made has been utterly fragmented. It hurts my heart seeing every pieces of her slowly fading in thin air. Until now, it makes me wonder how a simple mistake tore away my well – built defenses. I really can’t understand how a mere single mistake turns my world upside down.

BOOOOOOOM!!!! It was like an atomic bomb that unexpectedly exploded… the worst of it all was… she was the first person who knew my feelings for her. She discovered it because of that stupid error. My closest friend and I were having a good time texting and I have come out to the point to ask for advice towards my unbearable emotions towards her then as I was about to send my message… I accidentally and unintentionally sent it to her, that’s the start of the problem.

After that, she seemed distant. She started to ignore my existence. She’s not the usual her who from time to time takes a look at me. She’s changed. She’s not the same person I like before, but there is something that remained to her, that same glitter in her eyes that speaks something incomprehensible.

Every time I stare at her, from a distance, I am wondering… would a day would come that we’ll be able to get closer again and say to her “Can we still be friends?” Until now, I am wondering, still wondering CAN THIS BE LOVE? If it’s not, why it hurts so much?

"KEEP PROTECTED"

My insanity towards this person starts when he lend me his handkerchief, that he let me wipe and dries my tears

goodbye. At first I just saw him as a friend but the tiny spark of interest that I have in him grew into a torch of

admiration. He was the usual kind of guy that would open himself to anyone who is need that eventhough it

would be unfair to his part but still the helping continues. Being caring is one of his best asset that makes me

fall into an ocean of him. He began acting as my knight and shining armor at times the uncertainties of life

covers me, My hope when I am lost in the midst of problems, My strenght as the delimma of the world weakens

me, He is my man.

As the days walks to weeks, weeks crawls to months and months runs to a year. My life seems incomplete

without his presence. The happy moments that I have with him makes me think that destiny has been always on

my side.

But everything collapsed into pieces as I plucked at the grapevine a news that he had found his missing rib to

someone, not on me unfortunately. My heart had been destroyed, torn into fragments and I don't have the

courage to picked it up again cause the pain became unbearable and totally tormenting.

My breathing seems to be heavier everytime I see them together and the more I was suffocated by the agony.

How will I carry this burden if the person who is giving me the pain doesn't even know what I feel.

Move on I always told myself but my heart keeps on telling me "how?" If I can't be able to erase even his smile

on my mind, It seems to be it has been injected to the cell of my brain.

I continue my life without telling him what I feel, without giving the idea that he was torturing me emotionally

unawares, having my heart crushed for every scenario that I see them together.

Then the time comes that what I am fearing of. Wedding bells was about to ring for the both of them, they will

be getting married. For everybody, that was a call for celebration but for me: my other foot has been buried on

the cemetery already - this is the end.

As their wedding was about to takes place my heart seems to be digging its own tomb. It takes for me a hudnred

times of thinking before concluding he is not for me and will never be mine.

I decided to go out of town hoping to fully diminish this stupidness that I have. Yeah I love him but that would

remain on my memory forever and telling him will not be part of my agenda,days from now he will raise a

family with someone and chained with her forever.

As the wedding takes place, Flowers , white, red, yellow and of different colors decorated the whole sorrounding

of the Church that the wedding will take place,the wedding started with the train of the participants for the

wedding but there was a problem for the groom was missing, Everybody started to panic of both parties.

Then I hear the sound of a gunshot. Upon hearing it a solid thing bumps into my heart. Then everybody ran

including me..I ran to my house cause it was just meters away. Then I saw the groom at the doorsteps of my

house. My heart leaps into joy that he did not show up to the wedding and some kinda lunatic that interrupts

the ceremony. He hugged me tight and I felt his longing ache in his heart. It seems that when our body feels

each other, time stood still, I wish I can have you forever my heart whispers. Then I suddenly confront him ,

asking him why he didn't show up to the wedding. He said these words.
Boy: " I remember way back, I let a girl use my handkerchief to wept the tears on her eyes, I really love that

girl that I always act as if her knight and shining armor, being her savior but she never sees my worth. She just

left me and I don't know if she will be back."
My cheeks turns to as red as blood as I hear the words...but my thoughts was interrupted with the following

statements.
Boy: I don't want to be alone that's why I commit to someone, but eventhough I already have my soon to be

wife, I always see the face of that innocent girl, her eyes, her smiles, I can't moved on living without her by my

side I want her to be KEEP PROTECTED"
As I hear these words I hugged him tight and tells him how much I love him but he just disappear on thin air...

THe guy shot himself dead on the day of their wedding and for the girl she was confine to the City's Mental

Sanitarium still longing for a love that has been so perfect as it may but has been lost forever....

THE END
SimplyeaRth :)
Author

My Great Secret

Good at heart…. Handsome by features…. Humbly intelligent….

This were the traits that I have found in you, from every stare that you throws at me that almost knocks me off-guard, for every smile that you give me that dispersed the shade of black and gray of my day, from your voice that always assures me that everything will going to be ok, but how will you know my feelings and admiration to you that if I tell you things will changed cause you are my friend…

I have started this quiet admiration to you when you were just on your first years of your High School days, I am not so showy with my feelings for you because you are so “strikto, suplado, maldito” so I just kill this infatuation that I have for you…

Years had passed as I come back to this institution you have grown up from a young child to a heartthrob man, those childish acts had disappeared, and those “binata” actions had also diminished. You see me as your big brother and a friend but I see you more than that. I will never ask for more than a friend or for us to be a lover…That was so disgusting!!! All I am asking is you to be close to my heart…

During the days of our Division Secondary Schools Press-Conference I am hesitant to get close to you cause I don’t want to get hurt again by your rejection but still I did all I can muster to reach you inner core and at the end of the DSSPC you became victorious…

Digos City is one of the most memorable places with moments with you. Those “laag-laag” with just the two of us, the net surfing, going to church with just the two of us, even the sleeping in the night that we have to be side by side, whew that was nothing to you but for me that was a memory worth reminiscing. Even we haven’t conquered the RSSPC still God give me a chance to know you deeper more than as I have expected.

Maybe it’s just because I am having this feelings towards you because of the pain that I am carrying, the burden that Christian Paul had done to me. Maybe it was too late for me to confess this and I will never going to tell you because as what the common phrase goes by “Forget the times he walked you by, Forget the times he made you cry, Remember now you are not the same. Forget the times he held you hands, forget the sweet things if you can, forget the times and don’t pretend, Remember he was just your FRIEND.”

The hardest part of loving someone is knowing when to let go and knowing when to say goodbye. But I am still happy that you have let me feel this that even you don’t have a queue I know you will soon know… Guess am down to my end whatever may happen MY GREAT SECRET will never be known and I will always love you until my life ends…

Tree,Leaf And Wind

Tree,Leaf And Wind

Tree
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The reason I'm called tree is because I'm good at painting trees. Overtime I start to use a tree on the right hand corner as a trademark for all my watercolors painting. I have dated 5 gals when I was in Pre-U. There's one gal who I love a lot but never dare go after her. She doesn't have a pretty face, doesn't have a good figure, doesn't have outstanding charm. She is just a very ordinary gal.
I like her. I really like her. Like her innocent, like her frankness. Like her cuteness, like her intelligence and her fragility. Reason for not going after her is because I felt somebody so ordinary like her is not a good match for me. I'm also afraid that after we are together all the good feelings will vanish. I'm also afraid other's gossips will hurt her. I felt that if she's my gal, she will be mine ultimately & I don't have to give up everything just for her. The last reason, made her accompany me for 3 years. She watch me chase after gals, and I have make her heart cry for 3 years.
She wants to be a good actress and I'm a very demanding director. When I kissed my 2nd girlfriend, she bumped into us. She was embarrassed but smile & say "Go on!" before running off. The next day, her eyes was swollen like a walnut. I purposely didn't want to think about what causes her to cry but laugh at her the whole day. When everybody go back home, she was alone crying in the classroom. She didn't know that I returned from soccer training to get something. I watch her cry for an hour or so.
My 4th girlfriend didn't like her. There was once when both of them quarreled. I know that based on her character she's not the type that will start off the quarrel. But I still sided with my girlfriend. I shouted at her and her eyes was filled shocked. I didn't care about her feelings and walked off with my girlfriend. The next day, she still laugh & joke with me like nothing has ever happened. I know that she's very hurt but she didn't know that my heart ache is as bad as hers.
When I broke up with my 5th girlfriend, I asked her out. After going out for a day, I told her that I have something to tell her. She told me that coincidentally, she has something to tell me too. I told her about my break up and she told me about her getting together. I know whose the guy. He has been going after her for quite a while. A very cute guy full of energy, lively and interesting. His pursuit for her has been the talk of the school.
I can't show her my heart ache but could only smile & congratulate her. When I reach home, the heart ache is so strong that I can't stand it. It's like a heavy weighted stone on my chest. I couldn't breath. Wanted to shout but can't. Tears rolled down & I broke down & cry. How many times have I seen her cry for the man that doesn't acknowledge her presence too.
During graduation, I read a sms in my hp. It was send 10 days ago when I broke down and cry. I haven't read it since then. It says "Leaf departure is because of Wind pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay"
Leaf
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During Pre-U days, I like to collect leaves. Why? Because I felt that for a leaf to leave the tree she has been relying on for so long it takes a lot of courage. During the 3 years of Pre-U I was on very close terms with a guy. Not BGR kind but as buddy kind. But when he had his 1st girlfriend, I learnt a feeling I never should have learnt - Jealousy. The sourness in the heart can't be describe by using a lemon. It's like 100 rotten sour lemon. Sourness to the extreme limit. They were only together for 2 mths. When they broke up, I hide my strong sense of happiness. But after a mth, he got together with another gal.
I like him & I know he like me. But why won't he pursue me? Since he love me why he doesn't want to make the first move? Whenever he had a new girlfriend, my heart would hurt. Time after time, my heart was hurt. I begin to suspect that this is a one sided love. If he don't like he, why does he treat me so well. It's beyond what you will normally do for a friend. Liking a person is very heart wrenching. I can know his likes, his habits. But his feelings towards me I can never figure out. You can't expect me a gal to ask him right?
Despite that, I still want to be by his side. Care for him, accompany him, love him. Hoping that one fine day, he will come & love me. It's like waiting for his phone call every night, wanting him to send me sms. I know that no matter how busy he is, he will make time for me. Because of this, I waited for him. The 3 years were the hardest to go through & I really want to give up. Sometimes, I wonder should I continue waiting. The pain and hurt, the dilemma accompany me for 3 years.
Till the end of my 3rd year, a 2nd year junior begins to go after me. Everyday he pursuit me relentlessly. From outright rejection to a point in time when I felt that I'm willing to let him have a small footing in my heart. He's like a warm & gentle wind, trying to blow a leaf away from the tree. In the end, I realized that I didn't want to give this wind a small footing in my heart. I know this wind will bring this badly battered leave far away & better land. Finally I left tree, but the tree only smile & didn't ask me to stay. Leaf departure is because of Wind pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay
Wind
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Because I like a gal called leaf. Because she's so dependent on tree so I have to be a gust wind. A wind that will blow her away. When I first met her, it was 1 mth after I transfer to the new school. I saw a petite person looking at my seniors & me playing soccer. During ECA time, she will always be sitting there. Be it alone or with her friends looking at him. When he talks with gals there's jealousy in her eyes. When he looked at her, there's a smile in her eyes. Looking at her became my habit. Just like she likes to look at him.
One day, she didn't appear. I felt something amissed. I can't explain the feeling except it's a kind of uneasiness. The senior was also not there as well. I went to their classroom, hid outside and saw my senior scolding her. Tears were in her eyes while he left. The next day, I saw her at her usual place, looking at him. I walked over and smiled to her. Took out a note & gave to her. She was surprised. She looked at me, smiled & accept the note. The next day, she appeared & pass me a note and left.
Leaf's heart is too heavy and wind couldn't blow her away
It's not that leaf heart is too heavy. It because leaf never want to leave tree
I replied her note with this statement and slowly she started to talk to me & accept my presents & phone calls. I know that the person she loves is not me. But I have this perseverance that one day I will make her like me. Within 4 mths, I have declared my love for her no less than 20 times. Every time, she will divert away from the topic. But I never give up. If I decide I want her to be mine, I will definitely use all means to win her over. I can't remember how many times I have declared my love to her. Although I know she will try to divert but I still bear a small ray of hope. Hoping that she will agree to me my girlfriend. I didn't hear any reply from her over the phone. I asked "what are you doing? How come you didn't want to reply?" She said, "I'm nodding my head". "Ah?" I couldn't believe my ears. "I'm nodding my head" She replied loudly. I hang up the phone, quickly changed and took a taxi and rush to her place & press her door bell. During the moment when she opens the door. I hugged her tightly. Leaf departure is because of Wind pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay.

A boy's LOVE

"Heart touching story on the greatness of a innocent's boy lost for his family. A guaranteed tear jerker for even the most hard hearted."


A good reminder: "Take time to appreciate what you have now." --Dont miss reading this one
On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to go to the supermarket to buy theremaining of the gift I didn't manage to buy earlier.
When I saw all the people there, I started to complain tomyself,"It is going to take forever here and I still have so many other places to go.Christmas really is getting more and more annoying every year.How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake up after it..."
Nonetheless, I made my way to the toy section, and there I started to curse the prices, wondering if after all kids really pla ywith such expensive toys.
While looking in the toy section, I noticed a small boy of about 5 years old, pressing a doll against his chest. He kept on touching the hair of the doll and looked so sad. I wondered who was this doll for. Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him, "Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?"
The old lady replied, "You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear."
Then she asked him to stay here for 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
Finally, I started to walk toward him and I asked him who did he want to give this doll to."It is the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."
I replied to him that may be Santa Claus will bring it to her, after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly.
"No, Santa Claus can not bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mother so that she can give it to her when she goes there."
His eyes were so sad while saying this.
"My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mummy will also go to see God very soon, so I thought that she could bring the doll with her to give it to my sister."
My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, "I told daddy to tell mummy not to go yet. I asked him to wait until I come back from the supermarket."Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me, "I also want mummy to take this photo with her so that she will not forget me."
I love my mummy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.I quickly reachedfor my wallet and took a few notes and said to the boy, "What if we checkedagain, just in case if you have enough money?"
"Ok," he said. "I hope that I have enough."
I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it.There was enough for the doll, and even some spare money.
The little boy said, "Thank you God for giving me enough money."
Then he looked at me and added,"I asked yesterday before I slept for God tomake sure I have enough money to buy this doll so that mummy can give it to my sister. He heard me.""I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mummy, but I didn't dare to ask God too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and the white rose."
"You know, my mummy loves white rose."
A few minutes later, the old lady came again and I left with my trolley. Ifinished my shopping in a totallydifferent state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of mymind.
Then I remembered a local newspaper article 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck who hit a car where there was one young lady and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-assisting machine, because the young lady would not be able to get out of the coma.
Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady had passed away.I couldn't stop myself and went to buy a bunch of white roses and I went to the mortuary where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wish before burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rosein her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place crying, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that this little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to that day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk man had taken all this away from him

Speeding

"Guys like to speed especially on a fast car and bike. However, it is not always because of the thrill of it. Read on to find out how can speeding be associated with a touching love story."



(A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle)
Girl: Slowdown. Im scared.
Guy: No this is fun.
Girl: No its not. Please, its to scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug. (Girl hugs him)
Guy: Can u take my helmet off and put it on? Its bugging me.

In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on the motorcycle, but only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him, felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so she would live even though it meant he would die.

Missing Rib

"God saw that Adam was lonely, during his sleep, God took one of Adam's rib and created Eve. Every man has been searching for his missing rib, only when you find the woman of your life, you'll no longer feel the lingering ache in your heart. So see how a man find his rib only to find out it was a case of too little too late.."


A girl in love asked her boyfriend.
Girl: Tell me. Who do you love most in this world?
Boy: You, of course!
Girl: In your heart, what am I to you?
Boy: The boy thought for a moment and looked intently in her eyes and said, "You are my rib. It was said that God saw that Adam was lonely, during his sleep, God took one of Adam's rib and created Eve. Every man has been searching for his missing rib, only when you find the woman of your life, you'll no longer feel the lingering ache in your heart."
After their wedding, the couple had a sweet and happy life for a while.
However, the youthful couple began to drift apart due to the busy schedule of life and the never-ending worries of daily problems, their life became mundane.
All the challenges posed by the harsh realities of life began to gnaw away their dreams and love for each other. The couple began to have more quarrels and each quarrel became more heated.
One day, after the quarrel, the girl ran out of the house. At the opposite side of the road, she shouted, "You don't love me!"
The boy hated her childishness and out of impulse, retorted, "Maybe, it was a mistake for us to be together! You were never my missing rib!"
Suddenly, she turned quiet and stood there for a long while. He regretted what he said but words spoken are like thrown away water, you can never take it back. With tears, she went home to pack her things and was determined in breaking-up.
Before she left the house, "If I'm really not your missing rib, please let me go." She continued, "It is less painful this way. Let us go on our separate ways and search for our own partners."
Five years went by...
He never remarried but he had tried to find out about her life indirectly. She had left the country and back. She had married a foreigner and divorced. He felt anguished that she never waited for him.
In the dark and lonely night, he lit his cigarette and felt the lingering ache in his heart. He couldn't bring himself to admit that he was missing her.
One day, they finally met. At the airport, a place where there were many reunions and good byes. He was going away on a business trip. She was standing there alone, with just the security door separating them. She smiled at him gently.
Boy: How are you?
Girl: I'm fine. How about you? Have you found your missing rib?
Boy: No.
Girl: I'll be flying to New York in the next flight.
Boy: I'll be back in 2 weeks time. Give me a call when you are back. You know my number. Nothing has changed.
With a smile, she turned around and waved good bye.
Good bye...
One week later, he heard of her death. She had perished in New York, in the event that shocked the world.
Midnight, once again, he lit his cigarette. And like before, he felt the lingering ache in his heart. He finally knew. She was the missing rib that he had carelessly broken.
Sometimes, people say things out of moments of fury. Most often than not, the outcome could be disastrous and detrimental. We vent our frustrations 99% at our loved ones. And even though we know that we ought to "think twice and act wisely", it's often easier said than done.
Things happen each day, many of which are beyond our control. Let us treasure every moment and everyone in our lives.
Tomorrow may never come. Give and accept what you have today