When you plan a joke in your head and you think it’s going to be hilarious, but once you say it it sounds stupid as shit.
‘For a while’ is a phrase whose length can’t be measured. At least by the person who’s waiting.
- Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun (via helplesslyamazed)
Typical dating can often be a swerver - an approach to relationships that wants to go in a different direction than the one that God has for us.
- Joshua Harris, I Kissed Dating Goodbye
Day 6 – 1102
We don’t know each other. But you and I have something in common. The middle ground, as they say. The red thread of fate, I know that’s how they call it. Whenever I listen to the strings, the keys, the drums, the synths, and the lyrics, I know someone else listens to them too. As someone blushes and thinks of her blossoming romance and listens to ‘Tadhana’, someone else is nursing her heart, wallowing in isolation, with ‘Taya’ playing in her dark room.
This is not just one story. We all have them, I know. You have them hidden in the words of their songs, you have them written in the sand, or you have them tied up with balloons that escaped to the sky.
We don’t know each other. We might have met, may never will. But in fragments, I know your story. Because the songs’ stories are my, our stories too.
Wishing you are well,
habang papiglas ka ako sayo ay tatabi.