lovefull

For the past years or so, I usually spend most of my weekends seeing her, my love. But since that incident.. I rarely saw her. Then a week after that day, i decided to see someone else. Yes, i was seeing someone other than my love. She who lights up my world everyday. She who shares her undying warmth. And She who hides her beauty before dusk. Yes, she is the sun. And I've been seeing her for quite a while now. But I didn't get to see her today. The sky was dark and cloudy. But part of her shone brightly through the clouds. As if waving goodbye.. Lucky it didn't rain, though i wished it did..

I don't know what manila bay has compared to other bodies of water. Must be the view. There were too many people with their fishing poles walking around the area. I dunno why most of them kept coming back.. there was this particular fisherman in my spot. He sets up his fishing pole, throws his line and reels it back. I know they're fishing but somehow i couldn't help but think what is it with him that he keeps doing the same thing. For 2 and a half hours, he just stood there patiently.. doing the same thing over and over again and changing lures once in the while. And still after hours without catching anything, he goes back to this place maybe a week after just to do the same thing again. Well, if there's one thing i learned from him. It's to have that determination to do what we love the most.. For him, it's fishing without expecting any catch.. and for me? well.. i'll just say.. I know who i can't live without.

For 6 weeks now, the bay has been my sanctuary for quite a while. I don't mind the journey to get there. Fairview to manila bay is indeed kind of far but in the end. It's all worth it..

I've seen different people there.. from different walks of life. Of course the fishermen.. and there were the needy, the ones who always asks for alms, children and adults alike.. The strugglers, i named them that since they were people who struggles to live and makes a honest living in the area. They are the vendors, (selling corns,chicharons,peanuts,sitsirya,plantlike ornaments made from plastic bottles of sprite,ice cream,bottled water and other stuff) and the masseuse/masseur in the area offering massages not mention home service. There were also the priviledged ones. Mostly foreigners walking and talking pictures of the view. Too many people from too many different walks of life. This place is indeed a sanctuary. Not only for me.. but for others as well.

Btw, while i was crossing the roxas blvd towards the church.. i saw a couple. should i say they were newlyweds. In their bridal attires.. with photographers taking pictures of them crossing the street, enjoying the area. Strolling around, posing and other stuffs. It was good for my eyes. Them happy and everything. too bad it was cloudy, but then... they don't care.. they're happy.

Somehow, i should have brought my love to this place when i had the chance. I really wanted to. I know she'll love the place. Maybe someday... maybe tomorrow.

And i'd end this entry with something i got from her fb which i think is very true.. and a picture i drew when i was in my sanctuary a while ago.

Sunsets are most beautiful when you watch them with someone you love. and yet they are the saddest scenery created by God when you watch it alone.

An ideal sunset.