Posted in Literary Pieces, Poems


I reminisced all the days when you are with me
We, before, once believed that we are meant to be
I also recalled all the times when you told me
That, “I am glad as long as you are here with me”.

One day, I requested you to go out with me
I never thought that, the next day would be our end
Our assumption before of being meant to be
And even our friendship, also came to an end

The next day, you gave a bag full of things to me
A bag filled with all the things that I gave to you
And you also said that we are not meant to be
I turned wordless ‘coz of the things I heard from you

I cannot believe all the things you said to me
I cannot believe that we are not meant to be
You also said that you would just want to be free
That is why it was very heartbreaking for me

The days after that catastrophic happening
When I think of it, it was very depressing
You broke my heart into different sized sections
Those sections were broken further into portions

I knew that my heart was like a broken hourglass
‘Coz you cannot put the pieces back together
The only thing you can do is to make time pass
‘Coz the heart could put its own pieces together

Posted in Literary Pieces, Poems

Girl In My Mirror

I just kept on revolving round your existence
I was being drowned by our own reminiscence
My girl in my mirror, I just want to see you
And watch the sunset with me at the blue bayou

I cannot live this life without you by my side
I will show you that I want to be by your side
I want to know all and make music out of you
I am doing my best, maybe because of you

There are the illuminations that mirror the present
They are the brightness that reflects the present
Do you know that the brilliant light that illuminates
Also, exists inside of our own reminiscences?

Even we regret it, it is crazy talk
Because of words spat out of anger
You existed in this world to be so evil
Did not even mind to make any text nor call

I’m sure we can live without being together
‘Cause I’ll believe that even loneliness and fate
Are the scorching-hot fragments of the record
And I’ll going to prove my reason to exist

I did not expect that this day would come to us
What situation is this? I’m so tired of it
Leave me and live your own worthy life by yourself
What I’ve done made me lose you, girl in my mirror

Posted in Literary Pieces, Short Stories

The Story of Our Love

We are lying on a big blanket under a sakura tree, with my fiancé. We are planning for our future married life, when our fathers and mothers-in-law just arrived.

“How’s the scenery here under this very memorable tree?” said my father-to-be.

“It was so wonderful… very wonderful, and beautiful, and … There is no word that suits my impression with this landscape. Even words are not enough…”

Suddenly …

“Oh, that’s my stomach. It says it is now hungry. Is it lunch time? Let us eat!”

Thank God! It is now lunchtime!


“WAIT A SECOND! Do not forget to put God first in everything we do. Let us first thank God for our food, our blessings, and let us pray for the both of you, Sarah, and Denver, for a blessed wedding life, since your wedding is now getting near. Sarah, why won’t you lead the prayer?” my mother-to-be said.

“Ok. It will be a pleasure.”

“Thank you Lord… Amen. Let us eat!”


We had the specialties of our fathers and mothers-in-law that are prepared for our lunch under the sakura tree. That means we had four different dishes in our front. We are required to have all of these, and be able to taste the food that was being prepared.

We had some talk with everyone while eating. We had jokes, funny stories, or anything fun. When I finished eating, I went a little farther from them, thinking for my future life. After wedding, my name will now be Sarah Lynne Shacagawa – Yamaguchi. I will now going to be a part of the Yamaguchi Family, the family of my future husband. When my future husband noticed me that I went farther from them, he went by my side.

“Why are you here?”

“Ah, nothing. I am just reminiscing about our past times.”

“Ok… Oh, I know! Why won’t we reminisce together on how we first met until on this point, that we are now getting to be married?”

“A great idea! So, let’s get started!”

“WAIT, WAIT, WAIT! Why won’t you join your future mothers and fathers with what you are going to do?”

“Ah, all right.”

Both of us went nearer to them, and I began telling our love story.

“This is how the story of us started:

I was once a gym instructor. I am also the one who helps some people to lose weight. He (pointing to Denver) was fat before. I went at a coffee shop near the gym for a break, when I saw him entered the gym. When I saw him, I looked around, and I saw that no chair would be able to fit his body, because the chairs are too small for him. Therefore, I went to him, and greeted him. He greeted me back. We introduced ourselves, me going first. Then I told him as inoffensively as I could, but he did not mind about what I just said. Therefore, I leaved him and went back to the gym. I was getting farther to the coffee shop, when I heard a trembling sound. I turned back, and I saw him fell from the chair. I immediately ran towards him, and escorted him to the gym. I gave him clothes, because his clothes are wet because of spilled coffee. I also bought coffee for him. Because of that, I earned a new friend that day that turned out to be my future husband today …”

I took a sip from my cup of juice and continued storytelling.

“Ok. I will continue telling our story:

We turned out to be friends from the day we met. Instant friends, until we became best friends as time goes on.

One day, I am thinking of encouraging him to join my physical fitness program, even though I know that he would refuse it, because he told me once that, ‘I am contented with my body.’. However, I thought of offering it again, because I know it is for his own good and for the better him. Therefore, I approached him and offered him, but as I had expected, he refused my offer. I tried and tried, but he repeatedly refused. I turned emotional, and accidentally told him that one of the possible reasons why the girls he likes do not like him. It is because of his body, and his unhealthy habit. Therefore, I ran towards outside the gym, onto the trees, and sat on a bench and cried. Surprisingly, he did not follow me.

Two weeks had passed when we do not have the communication with each other. Then, he unexpectedly went to the gym, and after some realizations, he asked me to include him in my program, and asked for my forgiveness. I gladly included him, as a sign of my forgiveness.

At first, he was struggling very hard for the different exercises he must perform, including the avoidance of junk foods, eating too much, and eating so many things that are not good for him. Months had passed, when he was getting more and more physically fit; until he is now different from the old Denver that he was being satisfied with. Before, he said he was contented with his old body, but now, he is now more contented with his new shape. Before, he has a double chin, and a very big tummy, arms, and feet. Now, he has a six-pack abs and a very muscular arms and feet. However, at these times, I did not notice that I am already in love with him, but I kept it for myself the first time I felt it. However, I do not also know that he had feelings of love for me.

One time, he surprisingly went on my house. I was surprised because I did not expect him to come there, because he did not even know my address. He told me that he asked my friend at gym about on where I live. He went there with flowers. Days had passed, that he is going to my house, and giving me gifts, until one time he asked me to go for a dinner. I did not refuse to go, because I do not want him to get upset at me.

We were having a dinner at a fancy restaurant, with some instrumentalists playing some sort of soothing music. He confessed his feelings to me. Then, my strong feelings to him controlled me that time, so we became a couple. We became a couple for two years, and from being boyfriends and girlfriends, he asked me to marry him at the same restaurant, and at the same table. Once again, I was controlled by my strong feelings to him, and I gave my “Yes” to him.

For your additional information, of all the boys that liked me, and wooed me, Denver was the one who made my heart beat unexpectedly. Finally, that is it. El Finale.”

Then reactions and questions arose from my story, getting them to know us better with our story. Our moments from this day, our every second, every minute, goes on.

Posted in Literary Pieces, Short Stories

Will I Ever Find Her?

It’s been a long time since I first confessed my feelings for her. I still remembered that it was exactly 12:00 midnight. None of my efforts was a waste. She accepted me wholly. We were about to face the tough challenges in our lives together. Every breath I took, and every move I made. My life became worthy back then.

Our first six months was going fine. It felt like we were linked together as one. She was the most beautiful and the most gorgeous girl for me. She was incomparable with any girl in the world. That was how I was attracted to her. Even though I am not that good-looking, she saw me as one of them. Additionally, he saw me as a nice person inside and out. She was the first one who saw my true colors, since my parents did not even know much about my character. We really loved each other. We dedicated time for only the both of us.

One of the days that I will never forget was that Saturday when we went out for a dinner. Our happiness together filled the place. We felt like it was our time that night. When the romantic music played, we joined the other couples who took up the open spaces. It was very romantic that time. Love was indeed in the air.

Times had passed. We were very happy being together. I thought we were inseparable. However, our winds blew reversely on us, when our seventh month was approaching.

I never expected it to happen. She revealed the truth to me, in the midst of midnight of my birthday.

“I’m still in a relationship, when you confessed my feelings to me. I just felt sorry for you, since my friends told me that you are that willing to devote on me. I’m sorry…”

I really didn’t know what to say in that short span of time. I was really shocked. That happiness, that made me think that there was nothing that could come between us… that nothing, even death, would separate us…

In that span of time, I turned out to be like a robot. I did not cry nor didn’t I felt sorry. I didn’t felt sad, either.

That moment sank deep within me after some time. Instead of just wondering how my life was wasted, I took it as a tough lesson.

“Nothing lasts forever.”

Even relationships do not last forever.

Moving on takes time. It is like you are recovering yourself from paralysis.


Times had passed, when I had moved on, there is this feeling that I am ready to be engaged in love again. The question is, will I find my “the one” in this second time, or I will undergo so many heartbreaks before I could find my “the one”.

Where could I find her? When could I find her? Will I ever find her?