<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14716765</id><updated>2011-11-28T07:48:40.296+08:00</updated><category term='abs cbn'/><category term='acel bisa'/><category term='fm radio'/><category term='koreanovela'/><category term='one love'/><category term='advice for love problem'/><category term='fans of love notes'/><category term='magic 89.1. wave 89.1'/><category term='cher christmas day'/><category term='cry of a broken heart'/><category term='joe d mango love notes'/><category term='spring waltz'/><category term='cher laurel christmas poem'/><category term='youtube love notes 2 episodes'/><title type='text'>My Scribbles</title><subtitle type='html'>A Collection of My Poetry and Writings</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>C H E R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15501687107692838429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xp4slGy350/SI9Nxfh1Z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fss6eidr8FA/S220/angels2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14716765.post-7513153985566786387</id><published>2009-06-14T02:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T02:31:26.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring waltz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acel bisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abs cbn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='koreanovela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one love'/><title type='text'>ONE LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;" id="songlyrics" align="left"&gt;I am not so into koreanovelas but sometimes, they have this great songs that goes with them and I go crazy. Here is one track from Spring Waltz (never saw the show) that a guy made me listen to and he was so right when he said I will love it. I don't just love it, I am so head over heels going gaga over it. The music is autoplay so I hope you will enjoy listening to it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE LOVE -    Acel Bisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Higher than the sky above you&lt;br /&gt;Clearer than blue&lt;br /&gt;Brighter than the rays of sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Warmer than what you feel&lt;br /&gt;More than all the wonders you see&lt;br /&gt;It's the most wonderful thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brighter than the living colors of flowers you see&lt;br /&gt;Sweeter than the touch of water&lt;br /&gt;Flowing from the mountain spring&lt;br /&gt;More than all the wonders you see&lt;br /&gt;It's the most wonderful thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One love...&lt;br /&gt;I love you so&lt;br /&gt;Love is the beautiful one&lt;br /&gt;I love you so&lt;br /&gt;Love is the beautiful one&lt;br /&gt;All we need is love&lt;br /&gt;Real love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marvel at the sight of green fields&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly seen&lt;br /&gt;Watch the colors of the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;It's a miracle you see&lt;br /&gt;More than all the wonders can be&lt;br /&gt;But there's more than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Love...&lt;br /&gt;I love you so&lt;br /&gt;Love is the beautiful one&lt;br /&gt;I love you so&lt;br /&gt;Love is the beautiful one&lt;br /&gt;All we need is love&lt;br /&gt;Real love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greater than what you can feel&lt;br /&gt;More than what you ever dreamed&lt;br /&gt;This is better than your everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One love...&lt;br /&gt;I love you so&lt;br /&gt;Love is the beautiful one(8x)&lt;br /&gt;All we need is love&lt;br /&gt;One love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14716765-7513153985566786387?l=cherlaurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/feeds/7513153985566786387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14716765&amp;postID=7513153985566786387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/7513153985566786387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/7513153985566786387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-love.html' title='ONE LOVE'/><author><name>C H E R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15501687107692838429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xp4slGy350/SI9Nxfh1Z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fss6eidr8FA/S220/angels2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14716765.post-6331685045240709022</id><published>2009-02-15T01:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T02:18:26.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic 89.1. wave 89.1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fm radio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube love notes 2 episodes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joe d mango love notes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice for love problem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fans of love notes'/><title type='text'>Love Notes by Joe D' Mango - episodes 1 &amp; 2</title><content type='html'>I have always been a fan of Joe D'Mango's Love Notes over at 89.9 Magic back then until he transferred to it's sister station Wave 89.1 at the Fm dial of the radio. Got lucky, I found him on Youtube and if he decides to continue making more episodes, I will probably post them again next time ... for now, let's enjoy the first two love letters (&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;please be sure to turn off my Imeem music located on the mid bottom-left side of this page, for you to be able to enjoy love notes video,&lt;/span&gt; thanks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="245"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dCr-bBNxCYI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dCr-bBNxCYI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="245"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; * &lt;object width="300" height="245"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v1YlJiZi2KM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v1YlJiZi2KM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="245"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; * &lt;object width="300" height="245"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nE00JyBLIDY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nE00JyBLIDY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="245"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;  *  &lt;object width="300" height="245"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4ltt940YH0E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4ltt940YH0E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="245"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14716765-6331685045240709022?l=cherlaurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/feeds/6331685045240709022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14716765&amp;postID=6331685045240709022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/6331685045240709022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/6331685045240709022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-notes-by-joe-d-mango-episodes-1-2.html' title='Love Notes by Joe D&apos; Mango - episodes 1 &amp; 2'/><author><name>C H E R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15501687107692838429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xp4slGy350/SI9Nxfh1Z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fss6eidr8FA/S220/angels2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14716765.post-5165707383736031868</id><published>2008-12-25T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:16:06.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cher laurel christmas poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cher christmas day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cry of a broken heart'/><title type='text'>my Christmas day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't help but feel so down today.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like sinking in the sea of sadness?&lt;br /&gt;The holidays has given me an excuse to feel unloved, to feel unlucky, and to feel insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;I have so much love to give, so much to share but I can't seem to find the right man to give it to and share it with ...&lt;br /&gt;... that man can't seem to find his way to my life.&lt;br /&gt;Just how do you teach your heart to wait?&lt;br /&gt;How do you give hope to the shattered?&lt;br /&gt;What if he appear one day and there is nothing left in my heart but sorrow ... no love ... just a broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;I hope he is out there looking for me.&lt;br /&gt;I hope he is on his way. I hope he is in a hurry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14716765-5165707383736031868?l=cherlaurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/feeds/5165707383736031868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14716765&amp;postID=5165707383736031868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/5165707383736031868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/5165707383736031868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-christmas-day.html' title='my Christmas day'/><author><name>C H E R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15501687107692838429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xp4slGy350/SI9Nxfh1Z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fss6eidr8FA/S220/angels2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14716765.post-7576080695680800324</id><published>2008-07-30T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T22:25:44.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because you Believed In Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I believe in dreams &lt;br /&gt;Because I made them while I am with you &lt;br /&gt;When our hands are tight together &lt;br /&gt;I know I am going to be strong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can keep you beside me &lt;br /&gt;Every storm will meet its ending&lt;br /&gt;There is no reason not to feel free&lt;br /&gt;Because I know you love me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You taught me how to believe &lt;br /&gt;In impossible things that can be real&lt;br /&gt;And that there no river wild &lt;br /&gt;That we can not survive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly your eyes showed me the journey of life &lt;br /&gt;I am now blind to see whatever flaw I have&lt;br /&gt;You said it doesn’t matter if it’s right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;Because there is no such thing as imperfection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe love has given me all I need to see &lt;br /&gt;All I want to have and all I need to be &lt;br /&gt;And if you think I believe in fairytales,&lt;br /&gt;That is because you believed in me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14716765-7576080695680800324?l=cherlaurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/feeds/7576080695680800324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14716765&amp;postID=7576080695680800324' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/7576080695680800324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/7576080695680800324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/2008/07/because-you-believed-in-me.html' title='Because you Believed In Me'/><author><name>C H E R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15501687107692838429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xp4slGy350/SI9Nxfh1Z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fss6eidr8FA/S220/angels2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14716765.post-255964997363179691</id><published>2008-07-25T00:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T00:08:25.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incomparable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;The soft kiss of the wind on my cheeks is nothing&lt;br /&gt;Compared to the shivers that you bring to me&lt;br /&gt;When you look into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gentle sound of the morning breeze&lt;br /&gt;Could not even compete when you speak&lt;br /&gt;For it is like a sweet melody to my ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfection is not the warmth of sunrise,&lt;br /&gt;Or, the calmness of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, it is your innocent smile that greets me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful is never what the eyes can see&lt;br /&gt;Or what the world dictates to me&lt;br /&gt;It is you who loves me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14716765-255964997363179691?l=cherlaurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/feeds/255964997363179691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14716765&amp;postID=255964997363179691' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/255964997363179691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/255964997363179691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='Incomparable'/><author><name>C H E R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15501687107692838429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xp4slGy350/SI9Nxfh1Z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fss6eidr8FA/S220/angels2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14716765.post-3193688355340791161</id><published>2008-05-18T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T14:41:05.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Reply To The One I Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are lying next to me&lt;br /&gt;But you seem too far away&lt;br /&gt;Am I wrong to have imaginary emotions?&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if you will ever slip away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always apologize&lt;br /&gt;For all the things you have done&lt;br /&gt;But could it be fiction&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me that you need me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But isn’t it so amazing&lt;br /&gt;How could you be somebody else?&lt;br /&gt;And want something else,&lt;br /&gt;When I am not around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hold me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And you have all that I am&lt;br /&gt;You own every piece of my heart&lt;br /&gt;You took the whole of my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will you say you love me?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I am still a dream away.&lt;br /&gt;If it’s not yet time for you to love me&lt;br /&gt;It is best to just go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will continue to close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;So I don’t have to see all the love&lt;br /&gt;That I cannot possibly have&lt;br /&gt;When you are with me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*** this poem is the answer to the poem i wrote on august 29, 2005 entitled "To The One Who Loves Me". Please check the Archives. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14716765-3193688355340791161?l=cherlaurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/feeds/3193688355340791161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14716765&amp;postID=3193688355340791161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/3193688355340791161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/3193688355340791161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-reply-to-one-i-love.html' title='My Reply To The One I Love'/><author><name>C H E R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15501687107692838429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xp4slGy350/SI9Nxfh1Z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fss6eidr8FA/S220/angels2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14716765.post-4608744859245499869</id><published>2008-04-21T17:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T17:46:44.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Nagmamahal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nasilaw ako sa mainit na sinag ng araw&lt;br /&gt;Aba at tanghali na, nakahiga pa ako&lt;br /&gt;Buong gabi pala akong gising&lt;br /&gt;Naka titig lang sa kawalan&lt;br /&gt;Nag iisip, nag tataka, nag tatanong&lt;br /&gt;Tila nakalimutan ko na yata paano mag mahal&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko na yata alam ang pakiramdam&lt;br /&gt;Ng may nag mamahal&lt;br /&gt;Bigla kong tinanong sa aking sarili,&lt;br /&gt;Paano nga ba ako magmahal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumangon ako at hinanap ang mga lumang liham mo&lt;br /&gt;Binasa ko yun at bigla akong napaluha&lt;br /&gt;Bakit kaya mapag biro ang tadhana?&lt;br /&gt;Mapag linlang ang pag-ibig?&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon minamahal ka pero bukas ay iiwan ka.&lt;br /&gt;Itinigil ko ang katangahan ko,&lt;br /&gt;Pinunasan ko ang pisngi ko.&lt;br /&gt;Isa-isa kong pinunit ang mga papel na nagpapa alala sayo,&lt;br /&gt;Sana’y huli na ang pag iyak kong ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kailan kaya ako ulit magmamahal?&lt;br /&gt;Meron nga akong puso pero wala namang paglalaanan&lt;br /&gt;Masarap nga akong yumakap pero wala namang pag bibigyan.&lt;br /&gt;Para saan pa ang magpa kailanman kung lagi ka namang iiwanan?&lt;br /&gt;Matatapos na naman ang araw na ako ay mag isa.&lt;br /&gt;Sana ay hinahahanap na ako ng taong ako ay iibigin.&lt;br /&gt;At kung sa pagbibigyan ng Diyos, na siya ay magiging akin.&lt;br /&gt;Baka nga sya na ang aking huling mamahalin. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*** my first time to write a poem using my native language. It is a challenge but I love it :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14716765-4608744859245499869?l=cherlaurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/feeds/4608744859245499869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14716765&amp;postID=4608744859245499869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/4608744859245499869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/4608744859245499869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/2008/04/ang-nagmamahal.html' title='Ang Nagmamahal'/><author><name>C H E R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15501687107692838429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xp4slGy350/SI9Nxfh1Z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fss6eidr8FA/S220/angels2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14716765.post-6077710530925160289</id><published>2007-07-04T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T01:56:59.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rehab</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I cant sleep at night,  tossin’ &amp; turning&lt;br /&gt;In my bed, I cant stop thinking&lt;br /&gt;Of da same old story, we used to have&lt;br /&gt;I think its time for me to go to rehab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying over things that happened long ago&lt;br /&gt;I wish I’d never have to love you so&lt;br /&gt;But if this things are not bad enough&lt;br /&gt;Well then, I better go to rehab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling miserable about u leaving me&lt;br /&gt;Which was a part of an old story&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe I still wish for your love&lt;br /&gt;Don’t u think its time I to go to rehab?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehabilitate my mind, that’s what I need&lt;br /&gt;Give me peace of mind, is my only plead&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when I got out, I will have time for love&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I need to go to rehab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14716765-6077710530925160289?l=cherlaurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/feeds/6077710530925160289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14716765&amp;postID=6077710530925160289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/6077710530925160289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/6077710530925160289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/2007/07/rehab.html' title='Rehab'/><author><name>C H E R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15501687107692838429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xp4slGy350/SI9Nxfh1Z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fss6eidr8FA/S220/angels2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14716765.post-117251598133183250</id><published>2007-02-27T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T03:01:05.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Don't Have To</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don’t need you to love me&lt;br /&gt;Because that means you will have to lie&lt;br /&gt;There’s no need for you to hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;We both know you don’t care that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have to hold me close&lt;br /&gt;In your arms where I don’t belong&lt;br /&gt;Even if I show you how to love&lt;br /&gt;I know you will not give it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have to wait for the day&lt;br /&gt;When you will realize your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;No more false hope, promises …&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have to say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have to be here for me now&lt;br /&gt;Then tomorrow leave me again&lt;br /&gt;Never wipe away my tears&lt;br /&gt;And then hurt me once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I prayed for you&lt;br /&gt;More than a million times&lt;br /&gt;But please …&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ask me to stay beside you&lt;br /&gt;Because I know you will never change&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14716765-117251598133183250?l=cherlaurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/feeds/117251598133183250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14716765&amp;postID=117251598133183250' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/117251598133183250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/117251598133183250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-dont-have-to.html' title='You Don&apos;t Have To'/><author><name>C H E R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15501687107692838429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xp4slGy350/SI9Nxfh1Z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fss6eidr8FA/S220/angels2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14716765.post-115618355113490988</id><published>2006-08-22T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T02:11:10.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How do you speak without words? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How do you cry without tears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What is music without melody?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is it like love without pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why does the leaves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Waits for the fall to wither?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why does the sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes doesn't shine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why do people in love say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They can touch the sky?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then end up with, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A sad good bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why do we sacrifice, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In order to gain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why not expect, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you have all the hopes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why is there a struggle in every fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And cry yourself to sleep at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How do you feel a moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When it isn't even yours? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How do you smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When your heart is aching?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How do you read the writings on the wall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When it is all between the lines?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just, how do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14716765-115618355113490988?l=cherlaurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/feeds/115618355113490988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14716765&amp;postID=115618355113490988' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/115618355113490988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/115618355113490988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/2006/08/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>C H E R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15501687107692838429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xp4slGy350/SI9Nxfh1Z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fss6eidr8FA/S220/angels2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14716765.post-114926380151616061</id><published>2006-06-02T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T23:56:41.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unspoken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I try to write what I feel,&lt;br /&gt;My heart still yearns to speak them.&lt;br /&gt;But my lips are stitched,&lt;br /&gt;And no words can be spoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be so consciously naïve,&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, so gullible&lt;br /&gt;Which lead my heart to be fractured,&lt;br /&gt;Tortured and badly broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled and fall,&lt;br /&gt;Have learned to endure pain.&lt;br /&gt;I have challenged even my worst misery,&lt;br /&gt;Still got through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I try to write what I feel,&lt;br /&gt;I realized that a broken heart is hard to heal.&lt;br /&gt;But I am glad to know,      &lt;br /&gt;That I have loved, lost, and will love again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14716765-114926380151616061?l=cherlaurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/feeds/114926380151616061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14716765&amp;postID=114926380151616061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/114926380151616061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/114926380151616061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/2006/06/unspoken.html' title='Unspoken'/><author><name>C H E R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15501687107692838429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xp4slGy350/SI9Nxfh1Z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fss6eidr8FA/S220/angels2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14716765.post-114045895672571573</id><published>2006-02-21T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T02:13:12.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Undone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;So much has been said&lt;br /&gt;Pain overflowed from where I stand&lt;br /&gt;Dreams were left still shattered&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps there is no way to undo everything&lt;br /&gt;We can’t replace sad memories with good ones&lt;br /&gt;And you can’t give hope to the hopeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we look into each other’s eyes&lt;br /&gt;You will not see a trace of the past&lt;br /&gt;It was washed away by my tears&lt;br /&gt;Why constantly say promises&lt;br /&gt;When everybody stopped believing&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what is the use&lt;br /&gt;If all colors of the rainbow are the same?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;You cannot stop the rain from falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;And the only way out is the door&lt;br /&gt;So, stop catching me whenever I fall&lt;br /&gt;Because I need to be here&lt;br /&gt;It is a lonely place out here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;But its lonelier to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14716765-114045895672571573?l=cherlaurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/feeds/114045895672571573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14716765&amp;postID=114045895672571573' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/114045895672571573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/114045895672571573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/2006/02/come-undone.html' title='Come Undone'/><author><name>C H E R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15501687107692838429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xp4slGy350/SI9Nxfh1Z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fss6eidr8FA/S220/angels2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14716765.post-113691512212430749</id><published>2006-01-11T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T01:48:20.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Predicament</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do I feel this way? There’s still butterflies in my tummy whenever I hear your voice. Your name still makes me smile and sad at the same time. I still want to see your face, touch your hand, and feel your skin. Our past is still my favorite memory and the tears I cried for you is still my loneliest time. How could the person who broke my heart still be the one who can fix it? I fell, picked myself up, and here I am, still waiting for you to break me again. Can you tell me why I still feel this way towards you? Why can’t I let you go? Many times have I tried to look the other way but my heart tries to tricked my mind and I always find myself walking through the path I walked on when I was with you. I hate this feeling. I know you will never come back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14716765-113691512212430749?l=cherlaurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/feeds/113691512212430749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14716765&amp;postID=113691512212430749' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/113691512212430749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/113691512212430749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/2006/01/predicament.html' title='Predicament'/><author><name>C H E R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15501687107692838429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xp4slGy350/SI9Nxfh1Z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fss6eidr8FA/S220/angels2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14716765.post-113000010425311479</id><published>2005-10-23T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T00:57:57.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is I</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;I sit across you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;staring and trying to memorize the face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;your smile never fails to make me fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;back in your arms again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;I touch you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;as if i have touch the skin of a child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;so tenderly trying to feel you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;in a caress of desire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;I dream of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;like i never want to be awaken again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;in a long sweet slumber &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;and never able to let go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;I want you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;and i wont even ask for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;just to be beside you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;to love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14716765-113000010425311479?l=cherlaurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/feeds/113000010425311479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14716765&amp;postID=113000010425311479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/113000010425311479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/113000010425311479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/2005/10/it-is-i.html' title='It is I'/><author><name>C H E R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15501687107692838429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xp4slGy350/SI9Nxfh1Z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fss6eidr8FA/S220/angels2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14716765.post-112525054994323206</id><published>2005-08-29T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T14:34:20.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To The One Who Loves Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;You’re holding me tight&lt;br /&gt;As if you never want to let go&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I still feel the space between us&lt;br /&gt;That I just cannot ignore&lt;br /&gt;You said our hearts beat as one&lt;br /&gt;Our souls united&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I feel that its only your love&lt;br /&gt;that binds us&lt;br /&gt;And there’s nothin’ more&lt;br /&gt;Every day you make me feel wanted,&lt;br /&gt;and needed&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I feel that in another place&lt;br /&gt;In another arm, I am wanted more, needed more&lt;br /&gt;I should be with you&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn’t feel better w/out you&lt;br /&gt;I swear I do love you&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, this heart feels that&lt;br /&gt;I don’t belong to you&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry that I am not in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14716765-112525054994323206?l=cherlaurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/feeds/112525054994323206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14716765&amp;postID=112525054994323206' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/112525054994323206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/112525054994323206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/2005/08/somehow.html' title='To The One Who Loves Me'/><author><name>C H E R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15501687107692838429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xp4slGy350/SI9Nxfh1Z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fss6eidr8FA/S220/angels2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14716765.post-112288742233793317</id><published>2005-08-01T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T17:10:22.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering Walls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wonder what you are doin right now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you staring at the wall of your room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or your tossin and turning in bed, going around?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did it ever occur to you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That I might be thinking of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever thought about me too?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wonder if you have dark circles around your eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Having a hard time sleeping every night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever cried yourself to sleep?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was there ever a time that you cry over a heartache&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And just couldnt get over it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14716765-112288742233793317?l=cherlaurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/feeds/112288742233793317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14716765&amp;postID=112288742233793317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/112288742233793317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/112288742233793317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/2005/08/wondering-walls.html' title='Wondering Walls'/><author><name>C H E R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15501687107692838429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xp4slGy350/SI9Nxfh1Z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fss6eidr8FA/S220/angels2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14716765.post-112202051226513305</id><published>2005-07-22T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T16:21:52.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Combination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What makes of a perfect combination?&lt;br /&gt;Is there really such a thing? I sometimes wonder why a couple lasts very long, is it because of compatibility? They said a perfect pair is about complimenting each other, for instance the woman’s weakness should be the man’s strength and vice versa. That is where “dating” comes in. Men and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; women go out on dates because they simply want to study their options &amp; find out who they think and find very complimenting to their personality. Of course we should enjoy “dating” and make it less stressful. If a person forced himself to another though obviously they don’t gel in, one get disappointed &amp; the other simply moves on. A person can't forced somebody to change just to be able to fill their standards because eventually the true identity will come out. You can only say you are a perfect combination when you accept each other's faults, beliefs, ideas, and make compromise with each others individuality.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14716765-112202051226513305?l=cherlaurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/feeds/112202051226513305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14716765&amp;postID=112202051226513305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/112202051226513305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/112202051226513305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/2005/07/perfect-combination_22.html' title='The Perfect Combination'/><author><name>C H E R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15501687107692838429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xp4slGy350/SI9Nxfh1Z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fss6eidr8FA/S220/angels2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14716765.post-112201946243631589</id><published>2005-07-22T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T16:33:51.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Each and Every Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;how could you hurt me this way?&lt;br /&gt;I suffer almost each &amp; every day&lt;br /&gt;you just think that im ok&lt;br /&gt;deep inside, there’s so much I couldn’t say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they said, im gonna be fine&lt;br /&gt;let him be, he just need time&lt;br /&gt;but how am I gonna tell you&lt;br /&gt;there’s so much im going through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me you hate me&lt;br /&gt;that there’s no way you can love me&lt;br /&gt;tell me I lost your trust&lt;br /&gt;that our love isnt bound to last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me move on&lt;br /&gt;face me so I could go on&lt;br /&gt;its not fair that uyo’re hurting me this way&lt;br /&gt;coz I die, each &amp;amp; every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14716765-112201946243631589?l=cherlaurel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/feeds/112201946243631589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14716765&amp;postID=112201946243631589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/112201946243631589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14716765/posts/default/112201946243631589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherlaurel.blogspot.com/2005/07/each-and-every-day.html' title='Each and Every Day'/><author><name>C H E R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15501687107692838429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6xp4slGy350/SI9Nxfh1Z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fss6eidr8FA/S220/angels2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
