Yes! I’m over you! It took me almost two years to finally say that I am over you. Two years to say that I’m ready to move on, ready to start a life without you. And be able to live life to the fullest, like I’ve always done, before you even came into my life. But am I really ready to fall and be hurt again? Be ready to trust my heart to another?
She stands by the bar next to me thinking what she will order next. She is drinking like crazy all-night and she wants something different.
The bartender smiles at her and asks, "What do you want, sweetie?"
Before the bartender come over, she had seen some bottles stocked near the corner where she stands. Now that the bar is busy, she figured she'd try something silly.
One day, Stevie was hard at work in his father's shop when he came across a most peculiar customer. It looked like a horse, but a jagged, bony, horn stuck out from the center of its brow. Its fur was flaming red. It had a bright golden mane, and a golden sickle and hammer was tattooed on its right back thigh.
Stevie asked, "What can I get you, kind sir?"
"Do you get paid as much money as the person who owns this shop?" The unicorn spoke with a hypnotic voice.
Embrace me as I come near you.
O sweetest refuge of mine,
You are my comfort when I am in deep sorrow.
Welcome me now with your warmth,
For I chose to lay beneath you forever...
"Mom, Father Dominguez called to tell you that the prayer meeting is about to start."
"Really? I think I better go now."
That’s my Mom, very Catholic and pious.
Just goes to show that in the middle of nowhere, you'll find hell. It disguises itself as a bus stopover, and you will never miss it. This is just as predictable as the bus driver from hell. Just as unavoidable, the floors are sticky and the swivelling painted plastic chairs squeak.
Her fingers kept on brushing through the long strands of my hair...
"Life can be tough sometimes... I understand what you are going through, but you’ll get over it and say: this too, shall pass."
Sweetly, she uttered those comforting words as my tears kept pouring like heavy rains in June.
I felt a cold slime lightly touched my big toe. I looked down and saw two silver gray fishes with black stripes playing with each other. One is tailing behind as if chasing the one ahead.
Your former chat addiction? Your former love? Your macking partner?
The talker that dared to be different blazed the trail for the talker scene in the early 1996 by melding club and music elements.
Your former chat addiction?
Your former love?
Your macking partner?
A feeling that says, "sigh... what will life bring me today... what will make me happy today?"
It's time to reflect, time to move on... look forward to things that re-energizes our soul.
Ahhh... the beauty of nature, the beauty of life enjoy the colours and moments of life while it lasts.
Enjoy the moment.
He introduces himself to her and gives out his hand. She shakes it with such confidence and smile, with such bursting congeniality that she almost surprises herself. Since when was she this good at introductions? Now only if she remembers where she left her voice... time stood still for a moment and she finds herself stuck in half a breath ago.
Inside Joko Jun
Joko Jun features Filipinos from around the world... musicians, writers, photographers, and other creative people.