Thursday, June 19, 2014

#ThrowbackThursday - This is based on a (Not So) True Story - Version 1.2

vest = DIY
jeans = Wrangler
boots = thrifted

Today is the day. She is smiling triumphantly because she is already floating amidst the calm sea. She almost drowned, though. From her own tears, that is. She surpassed the crazy storm of emotions that struck her the past couple of days. Emotionally exhausting that was, but none of it matters to her anymore.

She was ready to end the day, but fate decided to tweak the plot just one last time.

It was another familiar setting: blasting sounds from the karaoke machine; the stench of alcohol; the reek of cigarettes ensuing clouds that hovered lazily. She takes a short trip down memory lane. It was quick, but the memories were clear, too clear. He's yet to arrive, but the glimpses of the past beat him there. She blinked them away. She was still sure she will get through this with her head held up high.

Then everything was a blur. The next thing they knew, they were lost in their own world. In between puffs of smoke & the gulps of beer, they talked. About a lot. Probably to make up for the time lost, even though it wasn't really meant for them. He said a lot. A whole lot. After their little exchange of goodbyes over email, she never expected another episode of drama. Her tear ducts are still too sore from last session's overuse. Much to her surprise, he intrepidly admitted his faults, shortcomings, whatever it is that he could never, ever give her. She was flabbergasted as he unveiled a good portion of his emotions this time. She has tried oh-so-hard to undress him of his inhibitions from before, but now, he's stripping, almost bare.

The deep sighs, the endless sobs.. But no matter how much they cry, the fact that "it just can't be" still remains. No, not in this lifetime. The talk has turned into blubber now. Of apologies, and of thanks, for being part of each other's lives.

And the promise.

The promise that in the next life, it would be their turn. They would then be together. No more shitty ordeals, they will simply be together.

She woke up with puffy eyes & a heavy head. With vivid memories in tow, she faced the day smiling. Smiling the way she did before she was supposed to end the day. She was able to prove to herself that it was true. What they had was true. And for once in her life, she was given the closure that she needed..


  1. Maganda ang panimula ng istorya..kaso English and why not make this blog in english? Just a suggestion.

    1. Sorry naman. I never really paid attention to the settings of the blog. Akala ko dati it was on the browser's settings. Turns out, it's my URL's pala. Haha I changed it na :) Thanks!

  2. Great message! and very inspiring! I love the shots ;)

  3. Lovely creation coming from your talented personality.

  4. Loving all the you, awesome message. one love.

  5. Love the fashion , but the font of the first paragraph made me dizzy

  6. Closure is really important and whether that goes good or not, it's a closure and a clear sign to move on forward. Great outfit by the way.

  7. There's no question that breakups can be painful, and that it's difficult to trust and love again. But there are ways to get past the pain.

  8. I also like how you wrote the story. It's factual and vary creatively written.

  9. It's just sad that when the guy bared his soul/true feelings, he's drunk. thy're probably both drunk.... it lessens the credibility of the emotions. Just saying :)