Has - Is - Would

| Friday, December 27, 2013 | 1 Shouts! |
I'm stuck. Most of us are.
A life of has-been I keep staring at. A life that has no melancholy is what I wake up to. A life of would-be that I anticipate.
I wanna leave out today, I hope they understand.

The good life ties me down, the ugly one makes me look away. And lately, it's the mixed doubles that's brewing agony.

When this world spins and swirls, I push to jump a little higher. Oh, the tentacles of life!

I'm two faced. One staring at my has-been and the other anxious about the would-be.

I'm faceless in the present.

Burn. And then Ressurrect.

| Wednesday, February 6, 2013 | 2 Shouts! |

Tonight's night the night I am alive again.

You and me, we saw a supernova explode. We built it up, and now we're burning it down. 
You and me, we built an empire, to set it ablaze and watch it with pride. 
You and me, we're freezing our blood to light up the mold, rekindling desire. 
You and me, we're marking our paths, to destroy them in a hurricane.
You and me, we're gonna resurrect.

Cause you let me know we can rise from the ashes that is us.
And I can't wait to burn it down.

Thank you +Linkin Park 

Love, Is Only Human

| Monday, October 15, 2012 | 1 Shouts! |
May 7th 2008

It was a sunny morning at the beach. I laid out the beach sheet, a perfect hue of blue to match the warm blue of the ocean.
I inhaled the air, and exhaled a sigh basking in the scent around me. The fragrance of the salty air and dripping sweat. How enchanting.
My thoughts drifted to the warm drink in the trunk. I had to force my mind out of it.
No, Ryan. No.

I looked around. I could bet there wasn't no one like me here.

And then, I saw her. Perched on a red beach spread, gazing at the teens playing volleyball.
The gaze. Yes.
It was too good to be true. I wanted to laugh it off, yes. But the gaze wouldn't let me do so. I could recognize it anywhere. So primal, and yet so raw.
I walked over to her, sat beside her and started gazing at the teens, like her.
It was her turn to laugh it off. Only, my gaze wouldn't let her.

We had dinner together that night.

Three years later.

May 7th 2011
We own a beach house, very close to the sea. Married. A baby on the way.
We were at the beach, again. Teens playing beach ball.

And like three years ago, set out to hunt and celebrate what we call, Love At First Bite.

Food is love, and love is only human.