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A month and a couple of days late. 24 days less from 356. But today, I found a moment to remember that I celebrated my birthday by popping that green bottle filled with bubbly goodness served in tall champagne flutes.

Cheers to the year past and to the new one. I celebrate the past 3 decades of this sweet, gloriously complex but amazingly wonderful gift of life. I celebrate every minute after and those still to come.

I wish that 2010 will bring me all that I desire and more. Let fate deal a kinder hand and allow me to fall in love again. Not that I’m anything but short of wanting, though I feel that I am, it’s just that I reckon love makes it more interestingly colourful. Life has more sense if love is present. Never mind the subtle irony nor the imminent pain.

I plan to savour every feeling brought about by the falling. Even when it simply is but a shadow of the real thing. Let pain prove me fragile and love, humble.

Trivia: Photo taken in Lusso, Greenbelt 5, Philippines; December 2009.

Sometimes it’s good to go through life at a slower pace. That way, you won’t miss out on the beautiful moments.

This is one of my favourite sunset photos that I took to date.

Trivia: Photo taken whilst in transit, along SLEX - Manila bound, using a Nokia E71; South of the Metro (likely in Laguna), Philippines; April 2009.

Let’s pretend we share the same hope.
Let’s pretend these flowers came from you.
Let’s pretend my smile’s for you.
Let’s pretend that I’ll lie next to your warm body tonight —
and wake up to your soft kisses.
Let’s pretend.

Well, at least, I will. I hope that’s alright.

Trivia: Photo taken by my brother in Tagaytay, Philippines, July 2009.

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Standing under the pale moonlight, my thoughts are drawn to your memory. I smile a bittersweet smile.

Wondering. Wishing. Willing.

Wondering the fateful coincidences that brought you to me. Wishing for light and chances. Willing our paths to cross permanently.

Fascination, it must be. The idea of you soothes away the ache of people past. Like the thin cloud that blankets the moon, the conundrum dulls and will never nullify. Perfectly imperfect.

“All I ever wanted to see is just invisible to me. All the time.”

Trivia: Photo taken lomo-style at the Sembrano Residence in Ayala Alabang, Muntinlupa, Philippines, May 2009.

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A year ago —
I lost two men I had loved most.
I was broken.
I got left behind.

Distractions made forgetting easy but, today, I choose to remember. Simply because I need to never forget that good memories last forever. I need them to shine like how a small candle would brighten up an entire room.

And because, today, I choose to breathe.

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