#convoluted thoughts

[shackled-kiyoe]

Puzzle

[emikothewriter]

Tag You_re It: Blogger Recognition Award 2020

Kicking off 2020, I've blessed with a nomination tag from 9 Tailed Kitsune.

I wonder if this will be a tradition starting every new year where my first post will be a nomination tag from the aniblogger community.

If so, great.

Let’s get started!

The Rules

Thank the wonderful person who nominated you and leave a link back to their blog.

Explain your blog’s origin story or its history.

Hand out two or more pieces of advice for new bloggers.

Nominate victims10…

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[heagaches]

What a bitch. You already got responses on facebook, you have to personally talk to him? Don't ignore me. Talk to me. Talk to me. He knows about as much as I do, feed me. Give me recognition.

[emily-the-poetess]

To everyone I've ever pushed away.

I'm tired of Saying sorry I keep asking You to come Back because I made myself Happy again I'm playing Tug of war Between you & the bottoms Of bottles Tricking them Into propping Me up when We both know I should just Let go of The damn rope And stand On my own

[noahbles]

Text-text tayo, kung kailangan?

I know for a fact that I'm not comely, well favoured and head-turner. How I wish I am strikingly beautiful; if that happens, I shouldn't have to win everbody's heart especially yours by making myself available to you all the time, but that's not the case. On a normal basis, I would have to chase butterflies over green fields or run after a blown away dandelion seeds before someone to be mine. I want you to be mine so, I want to pursue you even if it meant chasing cars on a rapid highway. If I can't get enough of you by all means one thing; I want us to be together all the time. I want to fall for you equivocally, I am infatuated with you and I want this to turn into a more ardent and profound love only if you'd allow me to. I would make you feel blinded by love as if struck by sunbeam to see me as I am, right in front of you, no conditions or imperfections. I will sing you a serenade in melting tones to captivate your sleeping heart. I will surely fight the battle with all my strength just to win you over...but not all battles are meant to be pursued. I am in love with the feeling of being in-love or want to be in-love. I am so absorbed with 'the wanting to care for you' and 'the wanting to love you' especially the thought of being 'us' yet, what I feel is just mine and not ours to share. If what I feel is reciprocal to yours, just be with me please. I have this notion that, knowing each other comes within-the-relationship and not before-the-relationship because our lives will unfold eventually when we are together otherwise, we will never be in a relationship. I'm stepping aside not to conclude things for us; this just means, I want to stop assuming and expecting as the former sounds rushing and the latter is desperate. If this is way past emotional and overtly dramatic for you; then I guess, we are not on the same pages of yet to be written love story and we're meant to be strangers again... text-text tayo, kung kailangan?

[noahbles]

4 Days of rain and a sunshine.

Thursday. The gusty rain pours like a fragile soul in dark grey sky. I was holding my collapsible canopy on my right hand as I attempt to cross the opposite street of Pasong Tamo looking out for a passing vehicle. From afar, I saw you walking briskly towards my direction. I walked slowly so you could catch up with me. I know you would ignore me so, I walked with you and made a space for both of us in my umbrella. You noticed the heavy bag I was carrying. Instinctively, you touched my hand as you hold the umbrella for both of us. Inside me, I was electrified by your touch. Your natural scent covered my nostrils like a stimuli to my neurons, a sedative to my receptors, soothing the catastrophes of my heart. I am transported back to the very first moment we met. I look at your face intently, I am tempted to touch the softness of your skin and how I want to rub my nose to your cheeks. we are both in awkward silence, you broke it off with a short giggle that sends butterflies to my stomach. For a thousand seconds, I am wishing this moment would never end. Friday. The rain never stops like I never stopped longing of you. Seeing you last night only made moving-on more difficult. The heavy fall of rain equalled the weight of water in my eyes which I cannot hold much longer. I watch my tears trickle down my cheeks, you are those tears falling away. Why do I have to see you again? Saturday. I am as numb as the calluses in my finger toes. My mind is swirling like a weather vane trying to find the winds direction. I am lost and nowhere to be found. Dan Humphrey has no match with the loneliness I am uttering right now. I could be the new lonely boy. No one can save me to this desolation, you are the only cure for this loneliness. Sunday. I ran in the late morning rain. Soaking wet and drenched in the emotions of a punch drunk love. I could feel my sweat erupting in my pores. Every inch of my skin is dampened with saline. My heart rhythmically beats with my foot pounding on the ground. It was a good sign but, occasionally grasping for air. Without you am grasping for air, you are my respirator. If only air has it's own form, it would come out of my mouth with your name spelt on it. I finished my routine with you on my mind. Nothing else but you. Monday. The sun begins to shine bringing promises of tomorrow. As I Walk along the avenue of Ayala amidst the busy people passing by, I search for a familiar face but only faces of strangers I see. We were once strangers, became familiar to one another and became strangers again. Having no signs of you in the crowd is a reminder that you're truly gone. It's better that way. It's better that the sun is up now and I'm not seeing you.