Rooting like a Tree

By Jojette Asumbrado Ramos

When the heart is accustomed to ones absence, it seemed to adjust and heal.

There are many things and people I had hoped that should be in my life, but it didn’t materialize. I had communicated what was in my heart, but no avail. Then a realization dawned to me, I just had high expectations for some people, which resulted to frustrations. As the days gone by, I had decided to just wait and accept events as it is. No more pursuing, I’ll stay put and wait. It is time to root somewhere. People who wanted to stay are welcome to bathe to the happiness I could muster, but for those unwilling, then I am setting them go.

My innate character cannot anymore follow where the other is going. Playing around is not anymore an option, I guess, I had reached the point wherein I succumbed to adulthood. To say things as I meant it, and unafraid to stand on my ground

Hollow

By Jojette Asumbrado Ramos

There is a void that can not be filled. A question which can not be answered. Emptiness, of something I not know what. I need to step back and assess things. Sometimes there is just a need for me to be alone, to just stay away from people, I like it that way.

Oftentimes, I thought I am open to someone but still I realized I am not. A barrier is building up, and it boils down to confusion and reading signals which are a bit hazy. I found out, I am not easy to please. Guess, I have to embraced the fact that I am just that.

What I am yearning most from people is difficult give; I do not blame them. The world is tainted as it is, I should learn to dissuade myself with my great expectations.But the problem occurs, when I found things and events becoming superficial and lacking of in-depth purpose. It was when that I start to think, maybe this is not meant to be and it is time to move on.