Innocent No More
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Love letters....
My favorite love letter of all time...
reading loveletters online is one of my favorite past times. hehehe.
just sharing this, one of the best i've ever read so far.
It's so beautiful and i just can't help but to feel overwhelmed.
This is the letter my Grandfather read at my Grandmother's funeral two years ago. I feel like it's something I should share, and this is the place to share it.
"We were in the 5th grade and I asked if you needed a push on the swing.
You looked at me and smiled, but didn't say anything. I walked up behind you and gave you a gentle push, and that was the first time I heard your musical laugh. The first time I saw the twinkle in your eyes.
Our teacher snapped a picture as she walked by, collecting photos to show the parents at our end of school picnic that weekend. Remember, Liddy? You had on a pink dress and your shoelaces wouldn't stay tied. I always thought you hadn't learned to tie your shoes properly, but now I realize you were always moving so fast that the wind probably untied them.
In that shy boyish manner of giving you my favorite baseball card, I told you I liked you, Lid. And I've been telling you ever since. We became best friends. We were bandits and pirates; having adventures until the street lights flickered on. As we grew up we progressed to our first dance, our first kiss, our first fight. I learned that each blushing smile I got out of you was precious and treasured them. You told me your dreams, I told you my fears. Fears of war, of dying...of leaving you.
And now you've left me, Lid. And although I know you're not really gone, I'm still going to miss my best friend. But when I look at that black and white photograph of a mischievous boy with dark freckles standing behind a girl on a swing, smiling so widely with untied shoes, I know she'll be with me until I get to see her again. She'll be there reminding me to turn off the oven, to pray each night, to carry on with my days. She'll also remind me to put my teeth in so I don't scare the mailman again.
I love you, Liddy. You've been my crush for 62 years and you always will be."
A Letter For My Future Husband
and so...i was digging up some documents when i came across this.
this is one of the homeworks i've done during college.
we were asked to write to someone in our future, & i decided to write something for my future husband.
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Dear husband,
Hi! This is your wife, Danilyn's seventeen year old self writing a letter to you and first of all, I want to say thank you for marrying me.
I am writing this because this is an assignment for our English corner and you probably know that I studied in China, right? Well, of course you'll know! I bet I did tell you about my experience in China and how beautiful my school is! I know I also talked about the food, the people and the Chinese traditions with you.
How's being married to me? I hope I'm not giving you headaches and I know that there are times that I don't listen to the words you are saying. I'm naturally stubborn and I follow myself when I know it's for the best. The seventeen year old Danilyn wants to apologize for everything.
Am I doing well as your wife? No? I admit that there are things that I can't do. I'm a terrible cook and my only specialty is making bibimbap (which is really spicy) and I also can't lift heavy things. I hope you understand and please be there for me whenever I feel like giving up. When I'm sad, just hold my hand. I don't usually cry and when I do, I lock myself and hide. Please understand me, understand that I don't like to shed tears in front of those people around me. I don't want them to see me falling apart. Just be there for me, don't ask me to cry because I will never do that in front of you. Dani is arrogant, really, really arrogant.
I'm arrogant and I know I put up fights in our house sometimes. I get annoyed easily, I lose temper with small things and I raise my voice when I'm angry. I kick everything in my sleep and I have this habit of biting my nails when I'm anxious. I also jump in the cinema when I see something that thrills me, it's embarassing. I know I did tell you that before we got married and you won't be reading this if you didn't accept me.
I promise that our life won't be perfect like those love stories on TV but I'll try my best to make it...beautiful.
When we fight, all you have to do is to reach for my hand and apologize. I feel guilty easily and I'm not the kind of woman who stays mad for a long time. I don't need roses (because I can't eat those) and chocolates (you can give me some if you're in the mood) but all you have to do is to talk to me and hold my hand.
As I said, I'll try my best to make our story beautiful. Yes, there would be misunderstandings and all but I will always care about you. I'll be your greatest bestfriend who will stay by yourside...forever. I'll be your instant comedian if you're sad and I assure you that I'll put a smile on your face everyday. I'll treasure you, will always try to protect you and when you're sick, I'll be here taking care of you. I'll embrace you when you're scared, tell you that everything's gonna be fine.
And when darkness blinds you, I'll be your eyes. If you can't walk, I'll be your legs and I will be your ears if you can't hear music. I'll sing for you if you can't and I know I don't usually say these things to you but...this is my promise.
My heart will always beat for you.
And I will always choose you, even if there are 10,000 Lee Tae Min standing in front of me. I'll always choose you.
Please take care of me and our kids. Don't break my heart because...because murdering people is a piece of cake for me (I am just kidding).
Please don't hurt me. Don't make me cry. Love me and our kids.
Let's live happily, okay?
The sweetest sweetheart in the whole wide world (EEW!!!),
Danilyn
What I Want
you know, the feeling...
of wanting to see the sun and feel the warmth?
one thing i dislike about rainy days, it makes me feel sooo gloomy. *sighs*
That GUY.
It was a rainy Tuesday evening and I was on my way home from Amvel.
I remember craving for McDonald's french fries so I bought some before riding the jeepney.
It was one usual ride, with people chatting, me eating my fries and passing the coins to the driver at the same time.
But what caught my attention was the very polite guy who was sitting across me.
I think he's on his teens and based on his huge backpack and the school materials that he was carrying, he's a College student.
He keeps saying 'PO' and 'OPO' and I couldn't help but to think...
"So this kind of young man still exists?"
It's really rare to see teens using 'Po' and 'Opo' nowadays.
I was staring at him the whole ride and I remember everything he's said.
"Bayad po"
"Lola, saan po daw kayo?"
"Manong, dyan lang po sa tabi"
"Sukli nyo po"
"Oho"
I think teenagers should act and respect elders like him.
That way, they'd be cuter. YEAH?
My very first post
Innocent No More
hi! my name's dani. you guys can call me danilyn for long.
i'm 19 years old and i love writing and music.
COLORS are brilliant - they are important in my daily life.
i love making friends, don't be afraid, talk to me. i promise, i won't bite you.
i'm not perfect. no one is perfect.
i make mistakes, i disappoint people sometimes.
life is so beautiful, there are challenges who almost knocked me down.
smile. because smiling helps, i promise.
laugh, because laughing will hide all your scars.
i'm creating this blog and here, you'll be able to read all my thoughts.
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