Origami Heart

Just like when I master making of that origami heart after folding, folding and folding again, I will practice forgiving, forgetting and trusting over, over and over again. Hope one day, maybe one day I learn to love again

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Dear Mr. Big

Dear Mr. Big,

I some times (more often than I like) want to pick up the phone and tell you about the massive pains you brought to my life. You came to my life when I was more fragile than a flower bloomed in a late day of fall and you left the flower in the cold of winter to freeze. You forgot this flower has its roots deep in the soil; deeper than cold or winter. You forgot it doesn't matter the flower has no petals left. You forgot the spring is on its way...Yesh you forgot

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Pain, heartache and tears

A dear friend got me a beautiful book. A book to inspire my writing sparks. There are over 642 things to write about in this book. I take refuge to the cover; asking why? I writing about things can't be found in the book... I write about pain, heartache and tears. I watch comedy movies, i laugh for few hours and i am back to reality...pain, heartache and tears.I write about the pain, heartache and pains that brought me to my decision. I write about the pain, heartache and pain my decision brought to other people. I write about those who came to my life and all they brought were pain, heartache and tears. And I write about those who clean your tears, those whose kindess heal your heartache and those whose support turn into power  

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I will hide my feelings for you in the most unreachable place of my heart, just like that never used towel hidden in the corner of the linen closet, the one that  I got just for you

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