Sweet

Today is a funny day.

I was thinking about how i would love giving gifts to my future one last night. I usually give gifts to strangers who has touched my life or gave me a deep insight. A lot sees me as weird when i do this, but what can i say? I love appreciating those who pass by my life.

Then i thought that someday when my prince would come, i'll bombard him with gifts. Then i imagined him giving me unique ones and little simple gifts too :)

Then the funniest thing happened today. While i was washing the dishes. I looked out my window still deep in thought, when a yellow unique bird flew at the wire outside my window. It's the kind of bird I don't usually see. No wait. It's the first time i saw a bird like that!XD

It was so yellow, it had a long beak it was small, it had black wings and some white stripes just below its eyes. It's so beautiful, the yellow color was so rich. Then as i smiled, i just felt God whisper, "I sent that for you, do you like it?"

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My heart leaped. I was speechless.

There i was thinking what my future prince would give me, when God was already there bombarding me with small simple but rare gifts. God is my king, and it was so sweet of Him to have sent me that little bird. :) 

The best part was when he asked me if i liked it. His whisper was so sweet, it's as if it made my face muscles bring out a very huge smile.

It's one of those days were i could have ignored this little thing, but this time i didn't and i received His gift. :)

4.14.09

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"Hello Good Day" he says,

a simple word he utters,

that makes my heart flutter.

Amazing feeling isn't it?

The normal things around,

Seem magical when he's there.

Things ignored before,

is now seen in great awe.

In love I am, you say?

Not really, more on the search.

Deep in my heart, it longs,

Longs for a prince she never knew.

Someday i want to feel those emotions,

those fluttering tummy butterflies,

those perfect best days proclaimed,

those meaningful dinners.

But then... I do also know,

that when my heart searches,

my prince would never come.

This is one truth that i love. :)

I love it coz i love surprises.

How can surprises be a surprise,

if it's excitedly expected?

It's not a surprise but rather an expectation.

I want my prince to surprise me,

I don't want to expect him to be perfect.

I want to understand and know him,

i don't want to dictate whom i want him to be.

Someday i know he'd come,

and when that day comes,

He'd be reading this insight,

together with my other poems.

I write all of these from my heart,

to my future prince alone,

that he may know who i truly am,

behind every smile i present.

Senseless entry this is for sure,

but i just can't stop thinking about,

a prince whom i don't know for now.

Someday he'll come when i stop looking for him.

But for the meantime, i will write,

write until the time i get tired of it.

A future prince whom God will give me.

The best of all for sure i know...:)

Cars

I am really not fond of cars,
yes they're very fast,
but i just don't get why men,
loves it so so much.

I see their excitement,
the thrill in their eyes,
their enthusiasm as they speak,
the passion, the dream, the longing.

I can't see in any way,
how i could love cars,
as much as men does...
Its just impossible.


But then...


What if my future prince,
would love cars so much,
so much to the point that,
he wants to talk about it, with me?

How can i relate, if i don't like it at all,
how can i listen if i find it boring,
how can i appreciate it when i see it as metal,
how can i support what he likes?

I don't like it.
but not liking it, is a choice..
wait...
Hey! Then i can choose to like it!

Now i can clearly see,
I may not like it now,
for i have no reason to like it at all,
not even a tiny bit.

But someday, if my prince,
would love it so much,
i think its the most reasonable reason,
to like cars as well.

I would choose to like cars,
coz i love my prince so much,
that i would love what he loves as well,
To see the car not as a mere metal no more.

This is the beauty of loving someone,
I get to love something i ignored before,
For love indeed is a choice,
and choices doesn't depend on feelings.

Now i may not appreciate cars,
but when my prince comes and loves it,
i would surely learn how to love it,
as i learned how to love him...:)