Love is so short. Forgetting is so long.
Because 2 cakes are better than 1.
Because 1 celebration is not enough. ♥
We had the actual June 4 celebration, having dinner at Pizza Hut and then dessert and coffee at Starbucks 6750. Even though we did have fun (because we always have fun) everyone was really exhausted from work, since it was a Monday. So I gotta have a more fitting celebration. haha.
It's Sunday once again, I just hosted a sleepover from Friday to Saturday with friends to have a sort of double birthday celebration for Micky and me. hehe. So the whole day today, I spent my day catching up on lost sleep (because sleepovers don't actually involve lots of sleeping).
I was able to finish Friday work on time and met with friends in Makati first before proceeding to our house. Overnights pretty much involve lots of eating, chatting and video watching. Eating chicken, pancit and Peach Walnut Torte. Chatting about whatever. Video Watching from HMS DVD (this is forever love) to Eternal Summer and everything in between and..
Since the celebration is still not over, we all went back to Makati to eat at our favorite restaurant and favorite noraebang. yeyness ^^ I just love the Bibimbap + Milkis + Choosey Lover + Saturday afternoon combination ♥ :P
>> June 04 Celebration
>> June 15 Celebration
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and because watching Eternal Summer and reading Pablo Neruda is not good for the tear ducts.
Tonight I Can Write
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example, 'The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.'
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.
She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.
To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.
What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is starry and she is not with me.
This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.
The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.
Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.
--Tonight I Can Write by Pablo Neruda
Because 1 celebration is not enough. ♥
We had the actual June 4 celebration, having dinner at Pizza Hut and then dessert and coffee at Starbucks 6750. Even though we did have fun (because we always have fun) everyone was really exhausted from work, since it was a Monday. So I gotta have a more fitting celebration. haha.
It's Sunday once again, I just hosted a sleepover from Friday to Saturday with friends to have a sort of double birthday celebration for Micky and me. hehe. So the whole day today, I spent my day catching up on lost sleep (because sleepovers don't actually involve lots of sleeping).
I was able to finish Friday work on time and met with friends in Makati first before proceeding to our house. Overnights pretty much involve lots of eating, chatting and video watching. Eating chicken, pancit and Peach Walnut Torte. Chatting about whatever. Video Watching from HMS DVD (this is forever love) to Eternal Summer and everything in between and..
Since the celebration is still not over, we all went back to Makati to eat at our favorite restaurant and favorite noraebang. yeyness ^^ I just love the Bibimbap + Milkis + Choosey Lover + Saturday afternoon combination ♥ :P
>> June 04 Celebration
>> June 15 Celebration
-----
and because watching Eternal Summer and reading Pablo Neruda is not good for the tear ducts.
Tonight I Can Write
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example, 'The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.'
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.
She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.
To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.
What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is starry and she is not with me.
This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.
The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.
Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.
--Tonight I Can Write by Pablo Neruda