Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Mantra from Nats

"why would i let myself suffer and care for a person who doesn't give a
damn about me and my feelings,
who finds it ok to bring me to the pinnacle of happiness
and just leave me hanging, hurt, broken.
a person like that obviously does not truly love me and
care for me,
he didnt even bother to say goodbye."

Today i have bumped into another wall and i have decided to make a conscious effort to forget that person.
This will be the last piece that i am going to write about him. (Actually i have a pending story about my
extraordinary valentines day which i hope to be able to post soon.)

My hands are full of family and friends to love, so he has no room in my heart anymore. He doesn't deserve one
anyway.

I never regret my days and energy that I have spent with him for I have learned a very important lesson that is
I deserve to be loved. And that I am capable of loving.


Thursday, February 10, 2005

He's Just Not That Into You




I just finished reading a book entitled "He is Just NOT That Into you." written by the writer and consultant of the HBO series Sex and The City. Each chapter tackles about the different ways men dump their women and how women make up different excuses for their men just to convince themselves or other people that inspite of everything, their men still love them. They just have to decode the mixed messages. But in every chapter the author will only have one thing to say: men are simple beings, if they don't call you then he's just not into you, no mixed messages whatsoever. And punctuated by the biggest period you'll ever see because it will never allow anymore arguments or reasons, no exceptions, that's it, your questions answered point blank, he's not into you so scoot girl and move on. But of course the author is not that harsh, he's just like all the other men when trapped in one corner. His words are sugar-coated with "you're one hot chick, you deserve better a better relationship." thatrhymes with the familiar words you hear like "it's not you, it's me." So women are expected tofeel better about themselves, move away and find that better man (which is where? really.) whilethe man slowly tiptoes away from that trap to find his next prey.

So I guess we really haven't taken off from the 18th century yet. 20th century is just a number, a countdown on how long women have been deprived of reasons or even a proper goodbye. Men still rule the world and we still pick up the mess they left behind.

So when your man suddenly disappears from you and never call back again, after all the "i love you", "you're the best thing that ever happened to me" and "please don't hurt me" that he said to you, you are supposed to accept that either he had an amnesia, he's on a coma or swallow the bitter pill prescribed as "He Is Not Just Into You, 1 capsule 3 times a day". You're not even allowed to suffer the side effects by feeling bitter, be confused or running after him just to ask for an explanation just so you wouldn't feel you've been played on. Men don't owe anything to us, we're the ones who expected too much, we are not interesting and oh my we're just so plainly stupid to believe everything they said! The saying "it takes two to tango" unfortunately doesn't exist in this world. So girl, move on with your life, forgive and forget.

When you meet again, (and that's only by accident or you initiated it), you will see him happyand smiling with no bitterness or anything at all. He is fine and it cuts through your heart like a knife because after all this time you are not. And from that "hi","hello" or "how are you?" you weave a reason that maybe he's not meant for you because that's all the closure you can get. You have no other choice but to begin painfully removing him from your system. But of course you always have a choice to be brave enough to confront him and ask him why and what happened then give him a hard slap on the face after. That is if you are willing to live as the "hot desperate chick". Oh come on!

They said "All is fair in love and war", so my question is where is our fair share in this deal?

Women are also human, we can feel, we can love, we can get hurt and we can miss you. We are not toys that you can just leave behind when you get tired of it.

We made you happy when you are lonely. We listened to you when you want to say things your friends don't want to hear. I was your soulmate when you were lost.

You are not the one who will be left with a broken heart and will not be ableto give it whole again. It is never simple. That's why I can't just accept the simple reason that you're not just into me anymore.

Tuesday, February 01, 2005

A Letter To My Heart this Valentine's Day

Dearest Heart,


I have never seen you this sad, low and scared. I tried to smile and laugh to make you happy and show to the world that you are okay. But no matter how hard I try, you still want to hide in your room and cry. You said you no longer want to pretend.


I am really, really sorry. I should have kept you in a safer place with a higher wall. I shouldn't have left you lying under the sun hoping that someone would pick you up and take care of you. I got engrossed with my own fantasy that I forgot the fact that in reality people can be so cruel.


I am sorry I stayed in a relationship that was killing you just because I was scared to be alone. I am sorry I gave you away to the first person who swept me off my feet without even thinking if he truly deserves you. You are one good heart, you love with all that you have and with all sincerity. You are even willing to break a piece of you if it can make your family, friends or love one happy. I couldn't forgive myself for letting him break you and leave you alone and shattered like this. All for some sweet talks and a trip to wonderland that never exists.


I am writing this letter because Valentine's day is lurking behind the corner. I know how much you hated this event for this is the day when you feel you're an outcast. For I can never display you together with all the pink and red happy hearts hanging around the bookstores and malls because sadly, the city has no place for broken hearts. You know, broken hearts don't sell on special days like this.


I want you to know that I am here, I will pick each of your broken fragments and make you whole again. I will take your frail and quivering body in a place where no one can ever hurt you again. Everyday, I will choose to move on and look forward for you. I will be strong for you my dear heart. So next time, you will see yourself dangling happily beside those pretty hearts you have envied for so long. I promise, you will be the most beautiful one among them, you will look like you have never been broken before.


Valentine's day is a tribute to all who have loved with all their hearts. So on this day, I will not allow any bad or happy reminders that can make you cry. I will not let a single tear to fall from you. We will celebrate this event with people who have touched you and made you feel special even in ordinary times.


You deserve to be happy. Happy Valentine's day.

love,

Ria