Another Kind of Love

There's another kind of love, a love for one's self for it is only when we love ourselves that we can give love to someone else. It is only when we value what we have and our worth that we can learn to value the worth of others and respect them. Love is not about finding someone who would make you complete but being with someone to whom you can share your completeness.

I wonder how a person who was a complete stranger suddenly would mean the world to me. I knew nothing about his past and he has no idea what I've been through, both of us had been happy in the past and had suffered pain, both got involved with someone and yet now sharing our experiences and planning our future together. If God is love then God is within me, for I never love another person the way I love him now. I wonder how many had fallen in loved with his smile, at how beautiful he looks when he wakes up in the morning, his innocent soul that reflects in his eyes, at how he loves someone more than he wanted to be loved because it is never about himself, at how he makes every effort to make someone else happy for that brings him happiness too. Do they ever notice that. Well i did and i feel lucky to have fallen in love with with a man whose passion for love is an equal measure to my own. To have ever looked at him and sees him for what he's worth. His name is Jan.

You and me, just us two. Courtesy of Jan Gonzales

Dear Jan,

The people I've met were not equal to you and I doubt whether those I have desired were your equal. I try sometimes to imagine your face when you are old, and it seems to me that I shall love you as much, perhaps more.

Gabriel

Irony

The ironic fact is that there is more than enough food, water, fuel, and so on to satisfy the actual needs of everyone on the planet. But there is not enough to satisfy everyone's greed. Even if it were physically possible for you to consume all the food, water, fuel in the world, you would still not be satisfied, for "material food" cannot satisfy spiritual craving.

I'm in love with someone who's still trapped in the closet.

Our expectations should be tantamount to the effort we exert. We can't expect something we ourselves are not willing to provide.

We're too busy looking from the lense and taking pictures of the most important events in our lives that we missed the real thing. Pictures are nothing, compared to the actual view.

Someone

If I am to wish what I really want
I would perhaps wish but I know I can't
For I would wish for someone to come in my life
Someone who will always be by my side.

Is it really possible to have someone to share
Someone who would stay and always care
Maybe someday he would eventually appear
To claim my heart and take away my fear.


Gabriel