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Lover of the little things too little they barely go noticed.

Apple. Banana. Bottles. Books. Cat. Cheese. Clouds. Coffee. Cold days. Dark chocolate. Endearments. Feet. Fireflies. Flashlight. Hair. Hugs. Kisses. Milk. Movies. Mushroom. Music. Numbers. Paper. Pen. Raindrops. Roses. Tea. Tomato. Words. Choco-honey-dipped curses stinging like a spider.
I have lost count.

I have lost count of how many fights, misunderstandings and sadness we had.

I have lost count of the tears you made me cry and of the hurt you had me feel on repeat.

I have lost count of the dark days when I am alone and when you can’t be here, of when I needed you and you’re never there.

I have lost count of those days.

I as well have lost count of how many “I love you” have I said and how many “I love you too” have I received from you.

I have lost count of how many times you made me smile.

I have lost count of the times you made my heart melt with happiness.

I have lost count of the times you made me feel so loved.

I have lost count of those days I feel so heartbroken yet the love you have for me just takes everything of the weight.

I have lost count of the sad days, because even when there are sad days the love you selflessly gave just overrules every pain. I have lost count of the happy days because you’ve made me so happy and loved so many times,  too many times those days can no longer be counted! :)

Happy 20th, love.

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I have lost count.

I have lost count of how many fights, misunderstandings and sadness we had.

I have lost count of the tears you made me cry and of the hurt you had me feel on repeat.

I have lost count of the dark days when I am alone and when you can’t be here, of when I needed you and you’re never there.

I have lost count of those days.

I as well have lost count of how many “I love you” have I said and how many “I love you too” have I received from you.

I have lost count of how many times you made me smile.

I have lost count of the times you made my heart melt with happiness.

I have lost count of the times you made me feel so loved.

I have lost count of those days I feel so heartbroken yet the love you have for me just takes everything of the weight.

I have lost count of the sad days, because even when there are sad days the love you selflessly gave just overrules every pain. I have lost count of the happy days because you’ve made me so happy and loved so many times, too many times those days can no longer be counted! :)

Happy 20th, love.

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You don’t look like it, but yeah, you’re the sweetest. Lol. Happy birthday handsome! <3 #16th #birthday #bunso

You don’t look like it, but yeah, you’re the sweetest. Lol. Happy birthday handsome! <3 #16th #birthday #bunso

Today might not be a good day to celebrate your birthday, but keep a smile on your face, a prayer will always save the day. Have a blessed birthday love! #bunso #16th #bigboy #missyou

Today might not be a good day to celebrate your birthday, but keep a smile on your face, a prayer will always save the day. Have a blessed birthday love! #bunso #16th #bigboy #missyou

theystareatmeandicraveyou16 asked: Mahal i miss you :( mahal na mahal kita! Grabe

:”> ang sarap naman nito. Hihi. Mahal na mahal din kita babe. Yung grabe din. When did you send this mahal? :) I miss you!

Incomplete thought.

Here I am falling deeper in love with someone whose love never crossed my mind I deserve. He illustrates love like no one ever could and everything he does and says makes me all the more desperate for his love…

To the man I fell so hopelessly in love with.

I would make you coffee and bake you cookies. I would call you every night and wake you early every morning just to remind you I love you more today than yesterday. I would dance with you when a love song plays and then just hug you when the music stops. I would lean on your shoulders and have your arms draped over me. I would watch with you your favorite movies even when it would bore me to death. I would stay up late with you when you can’t sleep and I’d be willing to make my own bedtime stories just to fill your thoughts up for the night. I would listen to your dad’s stories from his childhood and would love your mom’s cooking even when I’m allergic to seafood. I’ll bring you to mom and dad and brag about how you’re perfect and make them love you.

I would make you feel you’re all I need because really, you’re all I need.

Do you know how much I love you? Well, I love you too much Merriam Webster does not have a word for it.

It can’t be measured, that is for sure, but if only it is appropriate to give you flowers everyday, I would. I am not saying it isn’t appropriate, it just does not look right because we’re used to having men do all the efforts but in love, efforts need not be one sided. I can’t express just how grateful I am to have you and I would go to extremes if needed. ;)

If only I can drive down three hours to see you, I would. I know you won’t agree with it because it wouldn’t be safe for me but if I can then I really would.

If only our busy schedules would allow me to see you every minute, I really would. Sweetheart you’re wonderful, I can stare at you the whole day and not get tired of it. :”>

If only I can do what men ought to do when courting girls, I would. ;)

Do you know how much I love you? Well, I love you too much Merriam Webster does not have a word for it.

Moms.

It’s always amazing how mothers are able to hold everything together, just like how a glue works on pieces of something broken. It will as well always astound me how mothers are able to stay cool and calm in the middle of a tidal wave. Mothers — they’re super.

There is a reason why you’re hurt and you know exactly what is, but you just love the person too much to let go so you choose to endure the pain. You will get tired eventually, it crossed your mind a couple of times but you never let that thought get you. Love, pain, or none at all.

This could be one of those days you’re about to let him go then he said “I miss you”.

I usually wouldn’t record myself singing, because it’s no good, but this one’s a really good song, and mamu (grandma) loves it. Lol.

Yes, it happens.

You get tired of the apologies and the never ending lies and still you take it in and just breathe it out. You think forever is an amount of time and is limited to happiness not realizing forever also begins when you’re hurt and you chose to hold on to the pain. It’s a cycle, until you decided to be happy.

I don’t feel so happy finding you. Because then I am certain, when this is over, it will be a struggle not to look for you in every man.