Road trip back to yore

While all else are over-speeding thinking of their future; here I am committing counter-flow. It’s dangerous I know. But I have to get back there.

In this life that projects cyclical and sometimes cynical events I had picked a few scenes and wished they recur today to suffice my simple fancy.

Will a particular yesterday come again? If it won’t perhaps, I can.

I was once among those who were speeding on the highway of life. The only angle I knew was that narrow breadth between my left and right side mirrors. The road was my only horizon. I never yielded. All I knew was that—I was fast therefore; I was great. To me, slowing down was never an option.

Now, I’m going back even though I might bump head-on to somebody else’s principles.

If ever I would-- let me pay its price.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Comments

Hopeful

It woke me up with the silly feeling that I will be seeing you again soon. Forgive me for using the word ‘silly’ because I don’t have any logical means to make it happen without putting you to a ton of pains. How long has it been now? I hope you have not been counting, because I haven't. If time lost is time I owe you-- I will forever be indebted. Let me pay you in love when we meet again. Though I can never pay you enough, I promise, I’ll pay you as immensely as possible. I’ll also pay you by not hurting the people you love and by waiting for the right time. When we meet again, you can charge me for all my shortcomings. I’ll pay you with my two ears so that I can listen to things you’ve been wanting to tell me. I’ll pay you with my two arms ready to embrace you. When we meet again, I’ll pay you with all the remaining time of my life. And I'll keep paying you until my heart beats its last. When you see me and you burst into tears, please hide your face on my chest beca...

Minuto

Hi, Babylove. In a few days from now you’ll be 5 years old. I don’t know if you are now able to read and understand messages such as this. I don’t know and that’s my fault. I know where to go to personally see how you are doing. I’m sorry If I choose to keep things this way--because this is the best way that I can love you for now. This way you have peace of mind. This way you are out of trouble. This way you don’t have to choose. This way the only wrong is me—none about you nor with the rest of the people you love. It has never been this saddest. This sadness cannot be compared to any degree of emptiness, loss and pain. But I have to take this and believe in God. Heaven knows I’ll trade the remainder of my life today just to see you in a minute that doesn’t cause you confusion and pain. Although apparently things are not yet ok, everything is being re-aligned by God. Slowly yet lovingly everything’s gonna be alright. Someday, I’m going to see and hug you tig...

ABRO_D

(dahil laging may kulang sa abroad) (because something is always missing abroad) I still have 30 minutes before I go back to my pad. I don’t want to overlook this chance. I will write. I will allow my soul to breathe for awhile. I have been in the desert for 2 years now. The sands are motes which have gotten into my eyes. I’ve lost good vision and my focus. The things that happened to me are as many as the grains of sand in the desert. They are just too many and sometimes too much to handle. Let me look back two years ago. What were there? In my plans; in my dreams… I left my homeland with copious dreams to improve my life and the lives of my loved ones. I came into this land in short of everything but my love and dreams for my family. I thought those were enough.. I anticipated the hardships but failed to foresee all its consequences. I said I will endure but never said that my heart is unbreakable. I claimed that I will be brave but not that I will not shed tears. I ...

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