dearie
was recounting dat dae
when he went to the library
2 read some comics
what could seem as a harmless hobby
led 2 a very depressed vincent
it wasnt the environment he has problem with
it was the reading material
what he chanced upon hit him hard
really hard
simple verses really, if u oni glanced once

'an old lady was sitting on her chair, observing her son playing with his children.her son's wife came up to her and asked if she needed anything. she shook her head silently.suddenly the son's wife noticed tears were brimming in her mother in law's eyes.surprised, she asked the reasons for her tears.the old lady replied "i'm looking at my child, playing with his own children" '

(the dialogue may not be exact but the scnen was roughly the same. pardon my bad memory)

dear cried coz somehow he felt that
he couldnt give his mother the satisfaction
of seeing him playin with his own children
his mother being a very choosy lady
and a very strict one too
he doubted he could find any girl
that suits both him and his mother's taste
doubted that any girl can bear with her temperaments
its kinda funny...
being in the situation that i am
reassuring him that one day
he will meet a special girl
both for him and his mother....
i'm giving him away
the man i love so much
i guess thats wat they meant by sacrifices
him with his mom, grandma
me with my religion
there never was a happy ending
we were just 2 drifters
our meeting pre-arranged by destiny
one day we will part
for this union wasnt meant to last
a blessed and a cursed relatioship
both at the same time
how can this be?
our love so strong
yet our obligations wats us to be apart
until when shall this continue?

in a way
i'm grateful too
never a dae we take each other for granted
every single seconds spend 2gether
cherished.
savoured.
knowing we'd be apart somedae
our fights couldnt last long coz we cant afford to
there were cases whereby
when you knoe u're gonna be w/ ur partner for lyfe
you start taking them 4 granted w/out realising it
promises are not always fulfilled
coz there's "always a next time"
romance has lost its flavour coz
"she's already mine, no nid to impress"
sad when such thing happens
for now
its us
only us.