LOVE CULT

I woke up at 1am listening to the pitter-patter of the rain. It was
raining again. I was aware of the time but forgot the fact that it was
my birthday. Silly, I know. Not until the first greeting came. It was
from Marvin. Me kaluha. Then from Trinky. Then a phone call. Then from
Christian. Then I lost track. Being too engrossed in the book I was
reading.

It had always been like that for me. Ever since I could
remember. I stay up all night waiting for who gets to greet me first.
Who kept track and actually remembered. Its nothing but futile
exercise. But then its a logic that made strange sense. The fact that
if someone means something to you, you stay up waiting for midnight to
strike so that you could be the first one to make them smile with your
‘Happy Birthday’ greeting. Insultingly simple. Or sick, melodramatic
thinking?

"Love is what makes you smile when your tired." 

A
quote I received today. That touched my heart. I had my justifiable
reasons to. And the point did indeed hit home. I should know. About the
being tired part. I’m an expert on that department. Ive been dragging
myself through reality for months now. Dog tired from having to face
life day after day. Steady apprehensions. Soul tearing emotions. Life
out of balance.

Oookkay.. too melodramatic now. Its supposed to be my birthday. Darn.

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