Sometime ago, I received this message from a highschool friend. In an edited form, it goes:
"..the other day I was cleaning up my mess when i found a letter you gave me..actually it was just a poem you gave me...
Love is never giving up
"..the other day I was cleaning up my mess when i found a letter you gave me..actually it was just a poem you gave me...
Love is never giving up
no matter how painful it has been
it is living to the fullest with a smile,
learning how to accept the feeling of losing someone
who doesn't even know you exist.
hmmm..I just realized after seeing that letter I actually learned how to live and love because of that poem..Salamat. I miss you and i miss highschool...but i am enjoying life right now!!!!"
hmmm..I just realized after seeing that letter I actually learned how to live and love because of that poem..Salamat. I miss you and i miss highschool...but i am enjoying life right now!!!!"
I was teary-eyed by the end of the message. It wasn't just a feel-good message. It was a testimony. It's a kind of message that I never expected because all along I thought my poems were just chronicles of what has happened during the past. It was only then that I realized my poems meant a new found hope for others.
My heart jumped for joy knowing my words taught someone to live and love. It was an accomplishment learning that someone is enjoying life because I shared my view on love and how to deal with the ghost of having to love someone without waiting for anything in return.
*Sigh*
Call me sentimental, call it whatever you want. But it was soul-satisfying having thanked for because you have "saved" someone from the misery of life. Here's my message to her:
*Sigh*
Call me sentimental, call it whatever you want. But it was soul-satisfying having thanked for because you have "saved" someone from the misery of life. Here's my message to her:
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Bunsay,
I thank God because my simple act of giving you a poem turned out to be a long-time advise to help you live your life to the fullest. I thank you because your appreciation has made me even more thankful for my gift of words.
You were always a strong person. I knew that even without the poem, you could have gone through life smoothly. I weaved those words into a poem to push you to the edge of your limits and make you realize that you can even be stronger than you think. I succeeded. Now, you are enjoying life without the heavy burden in your heart and with the knowledge that any encounter with love -- painful or not -- is designed to make us love more, live more.
It would be great to see you and everyone from highschool again. But at the moment, I am satisfied with the thought that you are HAPPY. And I hope the same goes to the whole Bunch family as well. :)
Godbless.
Love you always,
Mommy Bunch
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