Tuesday, October 12, 2010

A love story

They have been married for two years. He loves literature and often posts his work on the net, but nobody ever reads them. He is also into photography and he handles their wedding photos. He loves her very much. Likewise with her. She has a quick temper and always bullies him. He is a gentleman and always gives in to her.
Today, she's being willful again.
Her: "Why can't you be the photographer for my friend's wedding? She promised she'd pay."
Him: "I don't have time that day."
Her: "Humph!"
Him: "Huh?"
Her: "Don't have time? Write less of those novels, and you will have all the time you need."
Him: "I... someone will definitely recognize my work some day."
Her: "Humph! I don't care, you'll have to do it for her!"
Him: "No."
Her: "Just this once?"
Him: "No."
Negotiation's broken. So, she gave the final warning: "Give me a Yes within three days, or else..."
First day, she "withheld" the kitchen, bathroom, computer, refrigerator, television, hi-fi... Except the double bed, to show her "benevolence".
Of course, she has to sleep on it too. He didn't mind, as he still has some cash in his pockets.
Second day, she conducted a raid and removed everything from his pockets and warned, "Seek any external help, and you bear the consequences."
He's nervous now. That night, on the bed, he begs for mercy, hoping that she'll end this state. She doesn't give a damn. No way am I giving in, whatever he says. Until he agrees.
Third day, night. On the bed. He's lying on the bed, looking to one side. She's lying on the bed, looking to the other side.
Him: "We need to talk."
Her: "Unless it's about the wedding, forget it."
Him: "It's something very important."
She remains silent.
Him:"Let's get a divorce."
She did not believe her ears.
Him: "I got to know a girl."
She's totally angry, and wanted to hit him. But she held it down, wanting to let him finish. But her eyes already felt wet. He took a photo out from his chest. Probably from his undershirt pocket, that's the only place she didn't go through yesterday. How careless.
Him: "She's a nice girl."
Her tears fell.
Him: "She has a good personality too."
She's heartbroken because he puts a photo of some other girl close to his heart.
Him: "She says that she'll support me fully in my pursue for literature after we got married."
She's very jealous because she said the same thing in the past.
Him: "She loves me truly."
She wishes to sit up and scream at him "Don't I?"
Him: "So, I think she won't force me to do something that I don't want to do."
She's thinking, but the rage won't subside.
Him: "Want to take a look at the photo I took for her?"
Her: "...!"
He brings the photo before her eyes. She's in a total rage, hits his hand away and leaves a burning slap on his face.
He sighs. She cries.
He puts the photo back to his pocket. She pulls her hand back under the blanket.
He turns off the light, and sleeps. She turns on the light, and sits up. He's asleep. She lost sleep. She regrets treating him the way she treated him.
She cried again, and thought about a lot of things. She wants to wake him up. She wants to have a intimate talk with him. She doesn't want to push him anymore. She stares at his chest. She wants to see how the girl looks.
She slips the photo out. She wanted to cry and she wanted to laugh.

It's a nicely taken photo. A photo he took for her. She bends down, and kissed him on his cheek.
He smiled. He was just pretending to be asleep.
"You learn to love, not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly."

Monday, October 11, 2010

Parting time

I remember the days
When you're here with me
Those laughter and tears
We shared for years
Mem'ries that we had
For so long it's me and you
Now you're gone away
You left me all alone

Go on, do what you want
But please don't leave me
You'll break my heart
Hey, what should I do
Babe, I'm missin' you
Please don't disappear
These are the words that you should hear
Time and time again
I wish that you were here

I don't wanna lose you girl
I need you back to me
I don't wanna lose you
Baby can't you see
Oh, I need you
You've been a part of me

I wish someday you'll be back home
'Cause I really miss you
Darling, please come home

I wish someday you'll be back home
'Cause I really miss you
Darling, please come home

love love

..i love this

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

mY ResumE!!!













Melissa E. Legados
Perez Drive, San Roque, Zamboanga City, Philippines
Cel#: 09066524878
e-mail address: melisa030791@yahoo.com

A. Personal Data

Birth date: 07 March, 1991
Place of Birth: Zamboanga City
Age: 19 yrs. Old
Sex: Female
Civil Status: Single
Height: 5’2”
Father’s name: Romulo G. Legados
Mother’s Name: Amelita E. Legados
Language Speaking: Bisaya, Filipino, English
Citizenship: Filipino

Skills:
Skills in Computer, encoding, public speaking, teaching;

B. Education

Elementary: Southcom Elementary School, 2003 year Graduated
High School: Alicia National High School Annex II, 2007 year Graduated
College: Western Mindanao State University
Course: AB-Filipino

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Just a DREAM....

Sometimes I say to myself
Someday you will be mine
we will be in each other arms
Share laughters and exchanged honeyed words.

Go on dating on a moonlight night
With candles that make the night seem bright
Surrounded by sweet scented flowers
While the music played keeps the passion
glaring in our eyes.

I wish Icould stroll with you.
Holding hand in hand
Be with you when you're alone
Cheer you up when you're sad

I wish I could whisper words I long to speak,
But no words can tell you exactly how I feel
So i'll just cloak the yearnings deep within
although it makes me so unreal.

We will spend our lives together until the end
Together,we will sail on the strong sea
We will dream and make it come true.
But this can't be true, for you are "JUST A DREAM" to me......

Monday, September 13, 2010

I miss you.......

“I miss you when something good happens,

because you are the one I want to share it with.

I miss you when something is troubling me,

because you are the one who understands me so well.

I miss you when I laugh and cry

because i know that you are the one that makes my laughter grow

and my tears disappear.

I miss you all the time,

but I miss you most when i lay awake at night

and think of all the wonderful times we spent with each other;

for those were some of the best times of my life.”

LOVE DEFINED.......



What is love, but an emotion,
So strong and so pure,
That nurtured and shared with another
All tests it will endure?

What is love, but a force
To bring the mighty low,
With the strength to shame the mountains
And halt time’s ceaseless flow?

What is love, but a triumph,
A glorious goal attained,
The union of two souls, two hearts
A bond the angels have ordained?

What is love, but a champion,
To cast the tyrant from his throne,
And raise the flag of truth and peace,
And fear of death o’erthrow?

What is love, but a beacon,
To guide the wayward heart,
A blazing light upon the shoals
That dash cherished dreams apart?

And what is love, but forever,
Eternal and sincere,
A flame that through wax and wane
Will outlive life’s brief years?

So I’ll tell it on the mountaintops,
In all places high and low,
That love for you is my reason to be,
And will never break or bow.