GONE ARE THE FAIRY TALES. Gone are the princess dreams. Gone are the tea parties, barbie dolls, bear and monkey friends. Gone are the hide-and-seek days and imaginary friends. Gone are the high school secrets and pajama nights. The boisterous laughs, funny faces, sister languages, and finishing of each other’s sentences. The holding of hands in going to school, the dances in the rain and the every morning squat because when we’re halfway for school we run back.
I’VE BEEN BLOGGING HERE for quite awhile now for myself all about my unpredictable moodswings, and undying emotions. This time, let me now take my time to introduce to my co-bloggers and to the whole world my other half, my soul mate, and my ever beloved little “Wiwi” who were born on this earth with me – my twin sister, Tuesday Pil! Wi, GOD knows how much I missed you! It bounces all the way up to the moon and bangs all the way down to the dust. In every single day I’m living half alive. GOD knows how much I wish you were here. I dearly miss you everyday. I even miss you more than anybody else in the world. If it would just take a thousand nickles to be tossed in a wishing well just to get you back, damn, I surely would for you were my comfort zone and my protective shield. You were my dreams, my home and my life. You were my best at times myself was my worst. Only the earth is our living witness of how we were before. Since we came into this earth together, we swore to kiss this earth good-bye together as well and I definitely know that it was never that day yet you never listened. If the world just stood still, I could have kept you yet though how many years I keep crying, I know that I can never bring you back anymore yet you always know that you can always take me with you, but even now you’re not doing it. And because of this, the 2nd of July has always been so cruel to the heart. It pierces me in half, turning my skin inside-out for all our beautiful past reverberates shredding me down into million pieces. If only I could re-live my life, I would always want to be July Pil again for I could never trade my fifteen years of being with you; not even for the rest of my life and for what I have become.
WI, YOU KNOW THAT I WOULD LONG for you forever until the time comes when we become whole again. And on that day, mine would be the happiest soul there’ll ever be. It’s been twelve years now and I know how happy you are now with GOD and that’s the happiness I can never give you but, oh dear! Don’t you think it’s just too early to leave me behind? I know where heaven is but I just don’t know how to get there. I’ve been dying everyday missing you, loving you, and a thousand scars surfaced from my inner wound yet, I’ve been trying to live my life the best that I can so when these days are over and I may neither win nor lose my battles, and all I’ll be left out is nothing but my broken hands, you’ll be there to lend me yours and take me with you forever. I have no idea where you always go but I’m already with you.
I’VE BUILT YOU A CASTLE OF LOVE where a torch is unquenchably lit so you can comfortably rest and stay with me forever. May you rest in my heart and feel my every heartbeat loving you.
Sure, you turned out pretty good, but is there anything you wish had been different about your childhood? If you have kids, is there anything you wish were different for them?
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