TIME MACHINE

TIME MACHINE

Isn’t amazing to have the ability to control the time and the events in our lives? Maybe no more people will be sad. Mistakes will be corrected right away. Wounded hearts will be healed easily. There will be no people left alone and broken. And the promise of a happily ever after will finally happen.

Would you be still willing to go back to the past and claim again the happiness that was stolen from you? That’s the question that bothered me a lot. I wasn’t able to respond right away. It left me thinking for many nights until one day, I finally got and felt the answer.

TIME MACHINE

There’s an empty room with the door closed
I came near and held the knob
To my surprise it’s unlocked
I opened it and it’s all dark.

I was in doubt and a little scared
But I bravely tried to enter
The darkness was blinding;
The silence was deafening.

Slowly I walked unsure of anything
But deep in my heart I wanted to find something
So I searched for the switch and took a deep breath
I found it and so I ended the darkness.

In the middle was a big box waiting for me
And there’s a small button teasing to be pressed on
I gasped as I read what the box was about
There’s a time machine in front of my eyes.

A time machine, yes, it was
An instant smile was drawn on my face
I got my chance to get you back
And avoid the mistake that set us apart.

But then tears fell from my eyes
Do I really want to have you back?
If it happened again the next time around,
Should I enter this room again and again?

Then I saw myself and the scene was tiring
I could have you back but my heart’s still broken
Saw you in my arms but my eyes were full of tears
Not of happiness but of pain and sadness.

Suddenly I found myself outside the room
I closed the door and found it locked now
I had this smile brighter than the sun
The button inside…
I left untouched.

I’ll Be Home…We’ll Be Home.

I’ll Be Home…We’ll Be Home.

It’s very hard to say goodbye to the person I loved the most. I was confused and I was asking myself why I had to be in that painful situation when all I did was to love that person with the best that I could. I felt broken, unwanted, and lost. It was more painful when I made that person my world. I made him the reason for me to look forward to the next day. Thinking the rest of my life spending with him brought me happiness, motivation, and life. But one day, all just suddenly disappeared and I found myself alone.

Strangely, I also found myself forgiving him. I was able to forgive him easily because I know that he loved me. I am not sure how long or how deep it was but one thing’s for sure, he did. I’ll just be glad for that.

It will take time to heal the wound it caused my heart. But as days pass by, I’m learning to accept and understand that there are things beyond my control. There are things I want to have but I will never have. That acceptance and understanding help me a lot to greet new days with a stronger heart. And I am glad that my faith to Him is becoming more intact as I continue to move on with my life. He was and is still able to make me feel that He has a better plan for me. I am holding on to that faith that He will give me a better love story I truly deserve. All I have to do is to be patient waiting for His right time.

I was lost and maybe still am, but I know that someone out there is also lost trying to find his way home. And at the right place and time, our paths will cross and together we’ll find our way home… together… we’ll be home.

I want to dedicate this poem to that someone. I’ll see you sooner or later. 🙂

We’ll Be Home

The cold breeze brought shiver down my spine
The sound of birds singing became music that time
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment,
No worries, no pain, but only a solace
And then I prayed…

To see the ocean’s beauty with you by my side
With your arms wrapped around me,
Listening as you whisper the promises of love
Feeling that you are mine and I am yours.

That under the same sky, we’re both dreaming
Under the same moon, we’re both praying
Under the same stars, we’re both wishing
Under one true love, we’re both living.

So from here I promise to be patiently waiting
As God leads your way to where you belong
But for now, my dear, please be strong
For one day, someday, we’ll be home.

I Still Believe in Love

I wanna share this conversation I had with someone I guess just a month after my ex and I had to end our relationship.

SO: Do you still believe in love after being hurt? Still willing to fall in love again?

Me: I do and I will definitely fall in love again.

SO: Why?

Me: You know, love never destroys people. It never will. It’s people who destroy love. So no matter how broken my heart is, no matter how hurt and lonely I am, I will never give up on falling in love again, I will never give up on believing in love again. Someday, the right person will show and prove me why giving up on love should never be a choice.

SO: (smiled)


I was terribly hurt by someone I truly loved. But at the end of the day, I still have this faith that the right love will come to me. I’ll have this better love story I’ll never get tired of reminiscing and sharing with other people again and again. 🙂

UNSPOKEN WORDS OF MJ

Hi there! Call me MJ! I’ve been thinking of starting a blog for quite a long time now but I think I just got the courage to do it today.

Who Am I? Well, I’m an introvert type of person. I’m not good at expressing myself in front of a lot of people. I do it best using my laptop but most of the time, with pen and paper. I’m an observer. I don’t speak out my thoughts about certain issues right away. I think about it well, I spend time weighing things before I come up with my own ideas and decisions. You think I’m a perfectionist? I think I’m not. I just don’t want to be careless making decisions that I could have a regret on at the end of the day. Well, I was careless and I learned my lesson well.

I love writing, mostly of poems. I write about my feelings regardless of how good or bad they are. I also get inspiration from people who share their stories to me. I like it, listening to people’s stories, having a deep conversation with people with shared life experience. There’s a certain connection that makes me feel good. A feeling that makes me think like this is what life is all about. I learn from them, they learn from me.

Maybe, somehow, you could find yourself in my shoes. This is the only way I can express myself freely. So I’m gonna share some of my essays and poems here. Hope you like them.