Tuesday, May 25, 2010

BIG THANKS MIGGY!

*The following is a letter/comment from a dear friend who reads my blog for Marco. I just gotta share it with y'all*

Miggy, I find people like you a blessing.
I'm thankful we've met.
I hold you dear in my heart.

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1 Comment

Blogger Miggy's Biz said...

I never thought that I'll be starting this day reading your post about the effect my call had on you. I feel good reading it. Okay-more than good. It's just that when I have read your blog for Marco I was like transported to a different plane. I saw hearts floating around me. But then I noticed that your last post was dated March and it is now May!!!

Your blog for Marco has affected those who have read it not because you profusely and most of the time dramatically conveys it in cyberspace, but because we or at least I feel the love dripping/oozing in all the posts you made. It's overflowing, continuous, creative, true, vulnerable and very heartfelt. I envy Marco! =)

I guess I also have to thank Marco. This wouldn't have happened if not for him.

So please do not stop blogging.

You said you blog for Marco's smiles.

I follow your blog because it makes me really really smile (As in cheesy and corny smile!)

So please tell Marco not to stop smiling. =)


With much LOVE for the Ate I never had,


<3>

May 23, 2010 5:16 PM

Sunday, May 23, 2010

HAPPY TEN!

Lemme start by saying:

I really appreciate your staying up late last night to greet me. I couldn't have thought of any other way to be reminded of our tenth month but to hear that "Happy Ten Months baby!" at exactly 12 midnight. ( your time)

Today, I wished to see you. Well, I wish that everyday, but today I guess, is extra special. And it's kinda sad that you're not here, or I'm not there.

But still, I am happy to have loved you for the past ten months. Together or apart.

I love you so much. You keep me going, You make me happy. And for that alone, a massive thank you baby.I am so blessed to be so deeply loved by you.


~old and gray~
by marco


Friday, May 21, 2010

To You who called me up earlier (who also missed my posts)


Thank You.

When I started with this blog eight months ago, I never thought it would attract some audience. The sole purpose is to profess a love so true and sincere to a guy miles away from me. I am overly crazed about the guy, and therefore, paid little attention to people like you.

I have heard some comment on this piece of punch-drunk poems and letters and photographs. I've heard them all, the good and even the bad. I was told this was beautiful,it was way cheesy, that it was showing off my weak spot. I was sometimes asked to put this, and to remove that. But hell, I was happy. And I would never stop doing what makes me and him happy.

I felt happy hearing that your heart and mind is filled. You have always been a real charmer. You certainly deserve all the great lovin' in this crazy world.

Your good news made me remember all the feelings I had when I met my guy. I talked to closest friends immediately. I don't know why. I just had to say his name to someone. I felt that I can utter that name until I fall asleep. I remember being so excited to see him each night, to hear his sweet and boyish voice on the phone. I remember waiting eagerly for good morning texts that would complete my day. I remember missing him the moment he leaves.

"The simple lack of him is more to me than others’ presence."

I recall how in love and happy I was for finally finding a man like him. I changed from night to day. It was like I finally felt there was a reason why I'm still alive. He is so much more than my lonely heart ever believed it deserved.

Thank You. The call was all I needed to be able to write here again.

And so I leave you with this quote;

“If you detect even an inkling of happiness, a tiny glimpse of love, a mere hint of contentment, for heaven’s sake grab it and don’t let go. Don’t ever think twice.”
“Chloe” by Freya North

With much love,
Ria

Thursday, May 20, 2010

YOUNG ME / NOW ME




SUPER KUMOT