The Uncanny.

Nurses are health care professionals that are responsible for taking care of patients’ treatment, maintenance, safety and recovery.

Nursing isn’t about grades. No book can teach you how to sympathize with a patient. No class can teach you how to tell a family that their relatives are in critical condition. No professor can teach you how to find dignity in giving someone a post mortem care. It isn’t about the knowledge of giving pills, medicines or the charting. It’s about being able to love people when they are at their weakest moments. 

They are thought to be superhumans but not totally. They read patient’s charts, not their minds. They also have their own insecurities, problems and difficulties in lilfe. They possess strength yet still, they are vulnerable. They know how to get hurt. So in case your expectations to them becomes a little too high, think again. Remember what the song “superman” says?

“…Even heroes have the right to bleed..”

Uncertainties.

People change. People always leave. People fall out of love.

People change for tons of reasons. I did cause i’m tired of being the mouth-zipped “too much” understanding girl which is why people keep on taking me for granted. I’m not saying that I’m rude now but at least I still have the decency to think of what others will feel when I speak like what I always do. The difference is that I don’t let others easily mess up with me. I’m practicing self-control too. I didn’t change to become a rebel but for me being a better one. For others, that I don’t know. Maybe they also have the same reason as I have. It sucks when they treat me right then suddenly they treat me cold and what hurts more is when they don’t even talk to me and that I began to think that I don’t even deserve an explanation.

 

People always leave and it kills me. They keep on promising yet they keep on breaking it themselves. It hurts me when people leave. It’s like a part of me separates and I just can’t live without that part. I don’t even have the assurance that they’ll return. Some say, “sometimes they come back” but most often, they do not. Another hard thing to accept is when they leave me alone knowing that they themselves are the ones that keep me alive and comforted. No matter how many diversions I make, their faces keep on flashing in my mind. People come and go and I know that. I don’t want someone who promises me everything. I just need  someone who would stay.

People fall out of love - an undeniable fact. How can we distinguish love from being inlove? I guess, You can love all but you can only be inlove with one. That’s why I always wonder how people easily fall out while they’re inlove?.. Cause I believe that if you’re really into that person, no matter what happens, you still know who will you choose in the end and that is the one you’re really inlove with.

 

Some things are really uncertain like the weather. People are harder. I only see the determination while they’re on it. Once they change their minds, make a new decision, no matter how small– the whole future shifts.

Selfish.

Why do people keep on telling us lies when we have been true to them? They may come up with an explanation that they don’t have any intentions of hiding the truth but unconsciously hurting us just the same for the reason that they’re afraid of losing us. They avoid the misery of being alone yet they didn’t even think of how we would feel when we discover the truth.

People lie for 2 reasons:

1. It was for your own good

or

2. You weren’t good enough to hear the truth

Truth hurts. What more can a lie do?

For the nth time.

We always thought it was the best feeling. Letting our heart in, much trust and respect were our basic investments. It is always a risk to like someone. It might work out or not. We’ll never know what’s in until we get there and so we tried. Most of the time we caught ourselves off guard and didn’t see that coming. Then we named ourselves after stupid ‘cause we have been fooled…again!

Reality Bites

Amidst in the dark of nothingness, there’s this seconds of a movie clip of your past that runs through your mind. Maybe you don’t honestly profess about but subconsciously you are thinking of it.

Still haunted by the memories wishing that you could runaway and abscond from the feeling but time has put you to face your fears. The more you get away, the more it moves you closer to reality. A part of it is drifting over you.

 There comes a point in our lives when the heart grows tired.  It grows numb from hate. Stop beating for love. Runs out of compassion and doesn’t soften from pain. It’s not because of insensitivity but rather it simply wants to move on and live an uncomplicated life.

Unloved.

I wanted to be cloistered

I hate sleaze

People keep on hurting my fragile heart

I wanted to be mended

I am unloved

But thanks to the people who appreciates my worth

My heart continuously bleeds

Longing for someone who truly cares

This thirsty and dying hope

Where is LOVE?

Others are so frivolous

Yet I am also worthless

Inside of me I’m crying

Dreaming of an impeccable love

To All The Girls Who Deserve Better

(and partly to the guys who should’ve known better)

 Here’s to all those girls who used to be his number one.
The ones who waited all night for him to call, only to check your cellphone the next morning and be disappointed. The ones who made it through that bitter break-up, dried your own tears, and moved on with your life, only to have him walk back in it months later like nothing ever happened. Those of you who cried on the first day you talked again because you knew exactly where this phone call was going. The ones who listened to him say, “I only want to be your friend”, one day, then listened to him say that he loves and misses you, and the next when he doesn’t want to be anything at all. Here’s to the ones that took him back, hoping that maybe this time, he was different, hoping that maybe people really do change.

We listened to our friends tell us that we were stupid for even thinking about giving him another chance, got crap from our parents, and even snuck around to see him even for a while. We went through the great stage with no fights all over again. We started this out thinking it would be just friends, and ended up falling in love with him again. We wanted nothing more in the world than to hear him tell us he loved us too, that even though things were bad in the past, they would be different this time. And when we finally heard it, it was like we were dreaming. This is for us.

Here’s to the ones who believed what he said, sat around all over again waiting for a phone call that might come in a few hours, or a few days. Here’s for the tears cried and dried all over again. We wanted so desperately to believe that he was really busy, he couldn’t possibly call us at that moment, or even that he fell asleep early. We trained ourselves to believe the lies because we wanted to believe we had found the one for us. We learned to SETTLE for someone who didn’t treat us the way we should be treated.

Here’s for the ones who did their hair and make up and put on their prettiest everything, only to hear him say that he couldn’t see us today. The ones who never believed it when people told us there might be someone else. We just couldn’t believe that he could do this to us again.

This is for those great girls, who loved him more than words can say, and took him back no matter what happened last time because they couldn’t bear to look back on their lives one day and wonder “what if”.
This is for the girls that stayed up all night long listening to him whine about an ex girlfriend who cheated on him, and cried during the entire conversation. The ones who hoped he would realize that he deserved better, that he deserved us.
When he said that he loved you, but he was in love with her, he didn’t mean it.
This is for the ones that held on to something that was never there to begin with.

This is for us girls, who somehow managed to get him to forget about her, and get him to tell us that he was in love with us again, only to have him tell us three weeks later that “You’re just not the one for me.” or maybe, “things were going too fast, I’m just not ready.” (Then later on find out he has a damn girlfriend already.)

Here’s to the girls who couldn’t cry to their friends because of how stupid they felt.
The ones who held it all in when things came crumbling to pieces again. This is for the ones who couldn’t bear to even tell their mom what was going on, for fear of an “I told you so.”
The ones that could just TELL that they had made a mistake ever allowing him into their hearts, their beds, and their dreams again.

We knew that we deserved better the entire time, that we deserved a guy who would call when he said he was going to, one that would come see us when ever he got the chance, one that would really care about us. We just wanted the one that we loved like that.
Here’s for the ones that FINALLY realized that he never gave one thought about them.
Here’s for the time that he took to waste, breaking your heart … again.

This is for those days spent trying to hold back the tears, and the tears that turned into anger, then disappointment.
Here’s for us girls who finally realized that we deserve better.
This is for those confusing days, when you miss him,and want nothing more than to hear his voice, or feel his arms around your waist. 

Stay strong, and remember that relationships are like broken glass,sometimes it’s better to leave it alone rather than try to put the pieces back together and get hurt all over again.
Remember the times you cried, and how long it took you to even be able to look at another guy like that.
When your song comes on the radio, turn the station.
When the day comes that he realizes what a mistake he made and tries calling, turn your phone off.
When he tries coming to your house, don’t answer the door.

Think of all the broken promises, and the lies, the manipulation and the tears, the wasted moments and staying up all night wondering where the HELL he was.
Think of how your heart used to jump when your phone would vibrate in the middle of the night, and how it fell to your stomach when you saw it wasn’t him, and realized that once again, he hadn’t called when he said he was going to.

One day, you’ll find a guy who’s worth all the tears, but he won’t make you cry. You may think that you’ll never care about someone like you did that guy that you always ran back to, but you will.
It’s gonna hurt like hell, and it’s going to need time to heal, but the point is, it will heal.

Authentic <3

Most people love others because of their fame, money, beauty, brains and any other reasons on earth that can be part of the superficial things that we can visibly see but can’t feel. Some say that they were just forced to love. One question is, that what you call love? I believe that no matter how you were forced to love someone, it would still be your decision to love and not just a choice. 

There are numerous people who feels empty and wants to share the love but nobody cares. Well, for those who feel that they belong to above mentioned status right now, this is what I can say:

The best part of being inlove is when  you just love a person and be happy about it even if that person can never be yours, even if you know that it can’t last forever.

That’s the true essence of love.

It’s not about owning a relationship. It’s just about being happy ’cause you know you loved someone.

It’s about feeling guiltless ’cause you didn’t take someone from anybody, you just love and love unselfishly.