Magneto and Professor X

...is like romance and true love. They are best friends and worst enemies. One paves way for the other, and then they tear each other apart. Little do we know that they are two different beings.

Romance is in the longing, the distance, the absence. True love is in complete knowledge of a person and embracing it through and through. Romance builds up in wistful fantasies based on myteries, on the what-ifs and the unknown. True love gets built up on truth.

Romance is needed to pursue true love but romance will not survive the everyday that true love sustains.

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Pluviophile

I like the rain. Even decades ago (yes I am an elf), nasabi na iyan ng aking murang isipan.

I like rain when I am huddled inside the house with a book, a film and a hot drink.

I like the rain when I am outside walking, getting my feet wet, with or without an umbrella.

Happy or lonely, I like the rain because it is the clouds of the sky going out of its way to the ground to embrace me.

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Bukas na Pinto

Sayang naman.
Bumukas ang pinto
Pero hindi ka pumasok.
Dahil ba maaga pa?
Wala bang kutitap?
O dahil mahaba pa
Ang kalyeng makurap?
Sinundan mo ba
Ang mabilis na kislap?
Di mo ba alam,
Kaya nakikita ang kinang
Sa dilim siya nakalagak?
Ngayon, naligaw ka na
Ang pinto, nasan na?

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