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Our thing

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Weekends our day.

Then Thursdays.

Then whenever we feel like it.

It almost became a habit.

His shoulders are broad.

His chest, I love to feel.

His jaw is my favorite.

His eyes are so sexy!

The way his hands touches my skin,

From my knees to my thigh.

It lingers from deep within.

His warm breath on my skin.

Nothing feels awesome than that.

My tattoos kept him fascinated.

He’d kissed them and be in awe.

Lying side by side. On his car. On his bed.

Made the worries go away.

A guy from QC.

A guy I met from a bookstore.

It’s all the same guy.

We do the unusual.

But we like it casual.


Written by RinalynFaye

February 26, 2014 at 3:26 am

November Love Affair turned out Friends Forever

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I met a guy in June. In an instance I like him. Medium built body, inches taller than me, handsome and with a bad boy image. He became my buddy together with some other guys. We eat together, we go home together, and we laugh together. He became my confidant and I became his. For months we’ve been closer than ever then people around us, notice the closeness we have but we didn’t mind. He became different in September – sweeter than ever. He’ll wait for me for hours so I won’t go home alone. A box of ensaymada which is my favorite is in his hands, sending sweet nothings over SMS, calling me late at night just to sing me a song. Once in my life, I am loved. I am treated like a princess. He confessed he like me but he’s in no hurry. He gets pissed when my nails are grown and when I leave the zipper of my bag opens. He always makes me feel beautiful and makes me feel good. He’s willing to look and do stupid things for me stop frowning. I become dependent to his presence. He guards me with his whole life every time. By November, we leveled up. We hold hands. A kiss on the forehead is his thing. Bringing of my bag is a big no and I shout at him whenever he’s insisting. He’s the only guy I brought to tiangge that doesn’t even rant; he even chose accessories for me. We can walk for miles and you can’t hear him complain. By December, we went to Tagaytay with my brother to talk everything over a cup coffee. Without a doubt, my brother likes him for me.

But nothing good last forever and what we have needs to end. He cried and I hate what I felt. I felt the guilt all along. We stopped talking. Alcohol became his friend for over a month. He’ll send me drunken texts late at night. Bad words are coming out of his mouth and he’ll curse me and I will just let him do that. He’ll apologize and non-stop I love you’s will be next. I don’t want to see him this way. I never imagined things will turned out like this.

All this time I thought it was a fake love, maybe it is. I fell in love with the idea of being in love, loved and appreciated. For the very first time in my life, someone is there to go through everything with me. Someone who knows me well enough inside and out.

Months has passed, we’re talking again. Everything’s cool I guess. Last night was dejavu. We do what we usually do. We walked home after eating with non-stop stories to tell. It’s like nothing happened. He wanted to spend more time to talk and to catch up but I can’t. I wanted to hug him and I bet he do too. We are friends and I’m glad we still are. 

Written by RinalynFaye

March 6, 2013 at 7:42 am

My series of whys

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You fell in love with my smile. Why hate them now?

You love holding my hands. Why find somebody else’s hand to hold?

You never get tired kissing my lips. Why don’t you respond to my kisses now?

My hug completes your day. Why do you have lame hugs for me now?

I’m the only girl your eyes can see. Why do you make me feel ugly?

Having me is more than enough. Why’d you left?

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February 25, 2013 at 6:46 am

You caught me off guard.

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I fell in love with a classmate; the lazy and the loud one.

I fell in love with a gamer; just because he’s waiting for my class to end.

I fell in love with a friend; who knows even the smallest detail about me.

I fell in love with a billiard player; my magic tricks and my presence that helped him win every game.

I fell in love with a programmer; the bundy clock and that monthly guide he made just for me.

I fell in love with my eating buddy; everyday after class, you can find us picking up hotdogs and quail eggs, eating noodles where we play billiards, the sizzling foods we both love.

I fell in love with my movie partner; 3D or even movies that costs 25PHP, name it, we’ve watched it.

I fell in love with my partner in crime; gossips we shared and nasty things we did.

I fell in love with a bookworm; that made me do the same.

I fell in love with a poet; who writes about me a lot most especially when he’s in pain.

I fell in love with a photographer; who never liked the way I smile and never even tried to make me as his subject.

I fell in love with a law maker; much worse than my mom.

I fell in love with the imperfect person perfectly. I’ve got no plans for falling in, it just happened – I just did. I will love you forever and for eternity. No matter how long and how hard it takes. It’ll be just you and me.

PAndak loves you PAyat!

Written by RinalynFaye

February 19, 2013 at 3:20 pm

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