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.

I’ll always miss you, Mr. M.

Trivia: Taken while lying face up on the grounds of Manila Memorial Park, Philippines; May 2009.

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Watching her walk down the aisle, unexplainable bittersweet happiness flowed through my system. Sweetness, from the memory of her love story. Bitterness, from the thought that it had resonated a failed one.

But comedy trumps tragedy.

Tears flow from unlikely eyes. Floods the smile. Suppressing the urge to laugh because of the overflowing joy felt. Strange contrast.

I cried, blubbered like any normal girl would.

Is marriage truly overrated, much less crying in weddings? One will never fully understand till they find themselves wishing they had something to help wipe away the tears that threaten to ruin their makeup. The strangeness is surreal. But memory serves it vivid and rich with epiphanies.

I reckon you will never, though try if you must, suppress what’s truly inside.

There you were the day before
You knew you had to go

I’ll make you smile
You can forget for a while

Trivia: Lyrics were re-arranged. Photo taken after a wedding held at the Blue Leaf Pavilion in McKinley Hill, Taguig, Philippines (Congratulations M & R!); April 2009.

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Cold wind caresses my face; I refuse to turn away. My mind had seen what my eyes had not. I hold on to my heart and let it do what it does best. My hands can only obey.

In swiftness, in haste.
What is there to see?
Quickly, quickly —
Do things make sense?

Emotion champions over reason. I loved and loved deeply. You touch my thoughts in fragments, in bursts. Do I? Should I? Why would I? But I’m left with just this memory of having loved you deeply.

In swiftness, in haste.
What is left to see?
Quickly, quickly —
Will anything ever make sense?

Trivia: Pine trees, clouds and the blue sky. Taken whilst in transit on the winding roads leading to Camp John Hay in Baguio, Philippines; May 2009.

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I wonder if I truly see the true beauty of the mundane. A life we consider extraordinarily dull may just be a rare gem for others. Do we pause and say thanks for letting us get a glimpse of their treasure?

We scoff at the everyday rustics of the roads we take in life. Are we really all that far above them? Perhaps if we take a moment and let the flare of light get pass the reflection of ourselves that we seem to have mired our vision of the rest of the world, we’ll see that moments pass in a blur and yes, taking stock in the little things will eventually count.

Life is like that it seems.

Hey, Mr. Man: That day made me long for you to come and take me home a little more than usual.

Lead me to your door, take me where you are.. at least for just a while.

Trivia: Taken whilst in transit along the rural roads of Laguna headed back to Manila; April 2009.

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Sun beats down and you shine your own light up, what do you see? It’s nature, surprisingly, speaking to you. They silently told me that they know me like how my God knows me by my first name. And I was honoured. Makes the drive out all worthwhile.

Note to self: bring with you your own light. Always. To see life differently each and every time.

Trivia: Taken in San Pablo, Laguna, Philippines; April 2009.

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Whipping out my kit lens, I embarked on this week’s task of sharing my favourite word. MY favourite word. Mine. And they’re just asking for one. If they only knew how difficult it was for someone like me, whose head is filled with a million things to say, to narrow her choice down into just one. One!

But I had chosen the word HEART.

Heart, the organ that pumps life into our being.

Heart that symbolises the vessel of love.

Heart that which enamours you to compassion.

Heart that which enables you to live out your passion.

I share a photo of a favourite word written with light in just a fraction of a minute. And my presence seen in a sliver of silhouette. The heart takes the center stage over self. That’s how things should turn out anyway.

Trivia: Taken inside my room (GAH) and the *light* used for writing was from my Nokia E71, see EXIF data; Parañaque, Philippines, March 2009.

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When I was a kid, I’ve always thought that coffee is a “grown up” drink. Oftentimes, my parents will ask me to make them a cup as they’re pretty big drinkers, saying that I make it so well. Confused cuz I haven’t really started drinking it yet but being the gullible person that I am, I believed them with all my heart. I still do. I’m not certain but I think this contributed to why I drink coffee now. I know my other siblings drink it, too, but I reckon they don’t drink it as often as I do.

I used to take this affinity to coffee for granted but now I’m starting to see it in a different light. It’s something I share with my parents. It’s something that connects us. It’s something that I know I’ll remember them by. With every cup comes a happy memory of my dad asking me to make him a cup; a memory of two people spending time together over coffee that I made.

My coffee breaks will never be the same from now on.

Trivia: 1st photo was taken in N°5 Cafe in Handorf, South Australia, December 2008; 2nd photo was taken in a cafe off Victor Harbour, South Australia, January 2009; 3rd photo was taken in CIBO Al Fresco in Rundle Mall, South Australia, December 2008.

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A sick day brings back memories of a recent trip to Australia. The land of green and gold. Thoughts of Summer often cheer me up.

Starting with the little things. One would simply walk past them without a second glance. Missing the beauty of something wild and untamed. How it adapts and changes with its surroundings.

To the bigger things.

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Panoramic views of cliffs, fields and trees in high contrast to the deep blue colour of the sea that can inspire the artist in you. Churning out a multitude of ideas on how to capture everything in all it’s majesty. It’s a wonder how people opt to drive in speeds that don’t allow them to take all these things in.

To travel is to nourish one’s soul, I believe.

Trivia: First photo was taken lomo-style while walking - Star of Greece, Port Willunga, South Australia; January 2009. Second photo was taken whilst in transit from up North headed back the the Southern suburbs of Adelaide; January 2009.

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