Hoaxer

Everyone in the park were gay,

while I was alone and weeping throughout the day.

Many passers-by witnessed me crying

yet no one cared about my feeling.

I wanted to create a commotion out there.

I wanted to slap their faces

and made them feel that I was on great despair.

But how? I didn't have the strength.

Who am I to be cared?

Who am I to be heard?

While I was so melancholic all the way through, 

everything on my surrounding turned in dark hue.

I stood up on the bench and shouted.

So, the lovers at the nearby benches got irritated.

They left me alone;

and for many times, I was forlorn.

That point, I didn't have a partner

whom I can put my head on his shoulder.

Because we broke up earlier, I felt better.

Ironic yet not bitter.

WHAT'S THE REAL SCORE?

Love is a convoluted thing to explain.

It is due to the fact that love exists out of somewhere.

Only four-letter word but the meaning of it is still limited.

What more if this simple word became a sentence----(I love you)?

According to a dictionary, "love is a strong affection, a warm attachment,

and an unselfish loyal and benevolent concern for others."

Maybe some of us are realizing these such signs,

but it's not enough to conclude that what we feel is already "love".

Love is nebulous.

It may attack you wherever and whenever it wants.

It is also extraordinary----

too magical that you are imagining yourself as a prince or a princess

in a fairy tale.

Aside from that, Love is diverse from crush.

Crush is being inspired with a foolish or extravagant admiration.

But love....it should be authentic,

pure and persistent.

It is also "OA".

Some of us tend to do something unusual or rare

just to impress and to catch the attention of someone we love,

without knowing that it's too much.

This kind of feeling is an astounding one.

We'll just be shocked that we are already in love.

How funny right?

But that's life.

But of all the attributes of love, 

being INFINITE is the greatest (according to some).

It could be similar with an infinity ring...

endless, boundless and eternal.

But then, behind the magical power of love 

is its painful effect to everyone.

We should always bear in our mind 

that in "love", we will realize to be hurt

and we can't except ourselves from that.

"GREAT LOVE COMES WITH A GREAT PAIN".

Don't love too much, so you won't have any regrets at the end.

It is because....THERE IS NO SUCH THING

AS FOR A LONG TIME even when it comes in love.

Now tell me, what's the real score between you and your "love"?

Mahika

Gayuma...ito ang naiisip kong paraan

para mapaibig ko ang aking hinahangaan.

Masasabi kong nasa kanya na ang lahat...

lahat ng magagandang katangian.

Batid ko ang panganib na dulot nito,

pero paano naman ang aking puso?

Taglay ang kapangyarihang sa aki'y ipinamana,

ang taong iyon ay mapapasaakin na.

Subalit naalala ko ang paalala ni ina

na hindi solusyon ang gayuma.

Sabi niya pa'y tunay dapat ang pag-ibig 

at hindi iyong nadala lamang ng itim na mahika.

Lumipas ang taon, nagkamabutihan kami ng loob.

Nalaman ko ang kanyang niloloob.

Sa mga oras na iyon, ligaya ang nadarama ko

lalo pa nang hingin niya ang kamay ko.

Lumipas pa ang ilang buwan 

at kami'y naging mag-asawa.

Doon ko napatunayan ang bilin ni ina

na tunay na pag-ibis ang pinakamakapangyarihang mahika.

When the Goddess of Discord fell in love.

      WHEN THE GODDESS OF DISCORD FELL IN LOVE

                                 

I am Eris, known to be the Goddess of Discord in Greek Mythology. But in reality, I am the contrast of what you think about this goddess. It was first day of school when I accidentally met Eros. What a nice name, right? Eros in Greek Mythology stands for love. He was also looking for his section at that time. Unexpected to the unexpected, I found out that we're classmates. I immediately entered the room and sat on the front row. I was shocked when he sat beside me. Deep inside, I was so happy for I was fortunate to have him as my seatmate. Several months passed and we became best friends. We were always partners when there were groupings and we ate lunch together. At that point, I learned to like him. Every time I see his charming face smiling at me, I got distracted. At the pit of my stomach, I felt butterflies fluttering about. Frightened and shy, I hid my feelings for him for almost three years.

                                   

It was when we were fourth year that I had the guts to confess. But it was also during this time when he was already linked by our classmates to Jane. Well, I couldn't blame my classmates. They were really a perfect match. They were like the prince and princess in the fairy-tales I am reading. Due to insisting public demand, they started to become partners every time there was a party to be held in school.

                                   
During that time, my guts turned to be frail. So I hid it for the fourth time. Then the most excruciating day turned to my life. Eros confessed that he loves Jane and he wanted me to help him. Although against to my will, I helped him. It was February 14 of 2003 when Eros surprised Jane through a serenade. Everyone in the campus witnessed that romantic scene, even me. That was hard for me. I ran. At the deepest corner of the campus, I cried.

Several weeks passed, and I found out that they were "on". While I was walking along the corridor, Eros talked to me. Eros expressed how happy he was to have Jane. At the middle of his stories, he opened up a shocking revelation--a revelation which turned my world to broken pieces of glass. He said that I was his first crush--that he was about to say it but he hesitated for he thought that I didn't like him even a little. I hugged him very tight and said, "You didn't even try so how will you know? But don't worry, you already have Jane." With a smile, I left him.

                                                     
How idiot I was that I did not sense his feelings for me. I cried all day but the pain remained so harsh, grating my heart evenly. My heart was totally tormented.

It was ten years ago when that happened yet I cannot move on. I am still motionless.

Editor's Note:  All the characters are just pieces of the writer's imagination