What about now?

Shadows fill an empty heart
As love is fading,
From all the things that we are
But are not saying.
Can we see beyond the scars
And make it to the dawn?

Change the colors of the sky.
And open up to
The ways you made me feel alive,
The ways I loved you.
For all the things that never died,
To make it through the night,
Love will find you.

What about now?
What about today?
What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?
What if our love never went away?
What if it's lost behind words we could never find?
Baby, before it's too late,
What about now?

The sun is breaking in your eyes
To start a new day.
This broken heart can still survive
With a touch of your grace.
Shadows fade into the light.
I am by your side,
Where love will find you.

What about now?
What about today?
What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?
What if our love had never went away?
What if it's lost behind words we could never find?
Baby, before it's too late,
What about now?

Now that we're here,
Now that we've come this far,
Just hold on.
There is nothing to fear,
For I am right beside you.
For all my life,
I am yours.

What about now?
What about today?
What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?
What if our love had never went away?
What if it's lost behind words we could never find?

What about now?
What about today?
What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?
What if our love had never went away?
What if it's lost behind words we could never find?
Baby, before it's too late,
Baby, before it's too late,
Baby, before it's too late,
What about now?

*** One good song from Daughtry, it's something how I'm feeling currently. It's hard to explain how I'm consumed with the whole "love" thing and I guess, it's time for me to move on and face a life knowing that everything is over.

Why?

Why do we feel hurt? Why do certain things remain the way you wouldn’t want it to? Why do we keep on hoping for something we knew would never become a reality? Why do we live in a world full of wishful thinking and what if’s?

As humans, we have a lot of questions for ourselves, for the people around and for the One who created us, yet we don’t seem to get the answers to these questions. Ironic it may seem, as we go along with our lives we never realize that through experiences, questions are answered in a subtle yet soul-enriching way. Even as we struggle and hope is probably the least expected to happen, there’s always a solution we never knew would happen.

It’s great that as we asked the question why, answers come in different ways and this doesn’t just answer the why’s but also the what’s and the how’s and where’s and the who’s. As impatience crept the very nerves of our soul, the more you will understand the reason why we have to go through life’s obstacles to see within ourselves that answer can be just the choices we made. It can be a rollercoaster ride, but life can never be appreciated without going through the loops.

As my best friend would say to me, be brave enough to face the rough ocean waters because life is more cherished if you know how to get through the waves. As I search the world and the purpose of my life, I will always carry with me the questions of life and the thought that the answers can be learned while on the journey…

GROW UP! Silly...

I sometimes believe in serendipity. Call me cheesy and a hopeless romantic but I strongly believe that if you are meant for each other then you're gonna end up with each other. I'm speaking in behalf of myself of course and if some believe others doesn't. I'm a sucker for romance perhaps but I was once stupid. I guess I was too young to understand how love really works. But at least I've learned and I can say love is wonderful the second time around. I know a lot of you out there are afraid to give guys a second chance and that's something we do understand. We understand that we can't be "wishy washy" with our feelings towards the most remarkable and breathtaking creation made by the ONE above---women. We know how sensitive and emotionally involved women are and honestly men just sometimes take that for granted. I was once that man who really didn't care at all. I was pretty much preoccupied with what I want to do with myself, I was thirsty for freedom and for something that will benefit me more than it will benefit the relationship. I guess that's how we learn and that's how we continue to grow and appreciate women more.





"Childish guys" out there---The thing with growing up is that you will make a lot of mistakes. Annoyingly, at some point, you don't even care that you're making a mistake. More annoyingly is that sometimes you don't learn from these mistakes or perhaps you're just too fond of yourself . IF that's the case then look at yourself in front of the mirror and scream these words, "GROW UP, Silly!' and it'll inched you up more than that of a 5 year old whining giant. It's not just you, I've grown up and believe me or not I yelled at myself the same words just when I realized how much I was losing... and I bet you don't wanna bathe in a water of regrets not unless you strongly feel it's not really worth fighting for.

Daddy and his Tennis

Of all the sports out in the field, tennis is probably the most appealing to me not to mention that I used to play it when I was in my younger years (pre-professional life that is). Don't ask why I haven't played tennis for almost 3 years now, blame it on my lifestyle change, which is by the way, pretty much my mistake. I know it's hard to let go of something you really love, it's as hard as letting go of smoking over a girlfriend, not that I'm saying it's pathetic to quit smoking because your girlfriend told you so. Put it this way, it's just how I equate both situations and I know I'm gonna raise "some eyebrows" of "some girlfriends " of 'some boyfriends' who quit smoking because of God's most beautiful creation---women.

Tennis is what I consider a gift from my dad. A skill which was taught by the most important man in my life. I remember when i was growing up, I was this little boy (ironically, I'm still and a a lot would agree) with his daddy going to tennis courts with his friends and everyone would say what's this young fella doing in a "man's" world? and my dad was like, 'he ain't a young boy, he makes more sense than you do' and he was proud of it. My dad was sweet and very protective, he loves me as tight as his grip on his racket. I still believe that my dad, who is in his 50s, is a force to reckon with and not to mention he made his mark when he was young. He was an excellent player and I still believe that he's got the best forehand stroke I've ever seen and that's even better than Bill Johnston, of course he's my daddy. His drop shots are great and they matched mine---okay, okay I'm his son and I'm suppose to inherit that. But I know I fair enough and my dad would agree to that. It's amazing how those days seem to have fluttered so fast and the next thing you know, you might just be teaching your son the same. As what JorEl have said to superman and he to his son "the father becomes the son and the son becomes the father." I wouldn't know when that time comes to me but I'm sure I'll be like my "daddy" to my "little me".

Tennis, me and my dad---one of the most remarkable memories of growing up.

Happy Father's Day!!!

As I journey...

I want to start my blog with a question for everyone. "Do you really think that we have a purpose in this world we called life?" I guess the answer is as hard as getting through a needle's hole. We live each day knowing that tomorrow is going to be another day. Does it really make sense? It's like riding a rollercoaster, no matter what we do and no matter what choices we make, we are still gonna go through the same routine, same cycle and probably same purpose with same outcome. Honestly, I really don't know how to rationalize our existence in this world because after all, every beginning has its end and every end brings a new beginning. Complicated as it may seem but it's how life's purpose is. I am drawn with how complex it is. As I even start this blog, a thought came to me that this might be just another beginning to something that has ended or it could be the other way around. Random thoughts about living a life not knowing its essence keeps pouring in but I cannot find sense to it at all. As I begin to write, maybe I will soon realize that life after all has a purpose, I just need to travel and learn the curves of life... And as I journey, I welcome you to this roadtrip of life's complexities.