Here With The Now, Gone With The Then

Hey you,

It seems as if my life revolves around work nowadays. As absurd as this may sound I find that 'work' keeps me sane. Have I changed? Some might think so. I was once the one who spoke ever so fondly of love. I never gotten out of it but I guess some little traits of it have change. As days go by and my head wandering up further and further into clouds, I feel a tinge of emptiness.

No, this does not mean I haven't had joy. I had tonnes. In a daily basis in fact.

People, as easy as they come and go whether you may like it or not, leave little trails inside of you. The good, the bad and the cherished. *Sigh*

There's love and then there is romance. Two of which I need in a relationship. The best part about the early stages of love is the mystery. Take that out, and basically you're left with nothing. Nothing but good ol' love. So how do I, we, you, me keep that spark alive? I have no frickin' idea. I have no frickin' idea. I have no frickin' idea.

But do have a thought. Which is carry on a day at time, and hope with all my might that I one day will be answered. Not by quotes, not just by previous experience and most definitely not 'just' by prayers.

Til' then, maybe not tomorrow, not the day after or even next week, but til' that day comes, I'll keep you posted.


Your confused but always in love writer,
Natasha A. Juan



*This dusty post has been in my draft for a few months back. Just felt like posting it up for sentimental-emotional-value (does it even make sense?).