LAST MAN STANDING

I wrote this when I was depressed HAHAHA.....but this isnt for me....It is for Aunt Pauline and Mr. Tirso L. (WELCOME TO THE FAMILY)......U guys rock!!!LOL...Now that i have observed and seen u in a few months I decided to dizplay this on mah blog...hehe...Keep that note from me....Its a remembrance...I know u guyz are leavin so...I will be Missing you...And I can hear the wedding bells is nearly comin....Im goin to attend the wedding even if ill juz stay at the cooks place....BLOWS.....hehehe...Yeah...Precy and I will be the cook.....HAHAHA...we wont Fail ya....JUZ KIDDIN....LOVE YAh.....THIS IS YOUR STORY....Speaking like I am Aunt Pauline here....haha...Shhhhh....So here it goes.....

For Aunt Pauline and Unca Tirso

It juz doesn't feel right.....Whew! I juz left the door and I forgot whea I was when I locked it...but then my window was left open...my eyes were wide open and once again to see who juz came to the window and smiled at me....I ws hoping for the last time that when he knocked my door I didnt think of who was there and what made him brought me here standing in front of my door trying to reopen it. In juz a flick of waves from my sounding times I should have surrendered and juz laid back my half empty mind. But then this man tried to make a sound in my ears from the other side of the door. He ws knockin at my door while telling me the stories I havent heard for ages. He sat down and wait till I opened my door for the last seconds in my will I was runnin out of time and hopless I could see such a manly heart.

I'm not naive to say its such a fast phase but I already have crossed so many lanes....and ol of em are slow tracked tapes with a long winding road findin it was a dead end....Slowly I went through it and painful memoirs I gained...I didnt say I had to leave....rather patiently waiting for answers that made me leave the door...it wasn't good enough for me to relieve the pain...so I walked out to keep somethin worth for me even I was left empty handed.

Stories come and go from many people but then it was a recollection of our youths. And my adulthood was like a water rafting in the river wild. I was on my own since then. I didnt think about what if I cant make it but I strive harder wityh my capabilities of doin somethin worthwhile. But then life is so uncertain...we cant say that what we have now is meant for you.....it can juz fade like a bubble and you need to renew ur life again.
So I started with zero axis and juz let life be. I locked the door to regain myself whea I was. It was quite a while I did stay at this lonely room. The window was left open for me to breathe. Never did I know that this window will make another story which is much different from the others. I didnt see that coming nor did I hoped for it.....I thought am totally wasted and nuthin much to do but self keepin.

So the story goes like a whirlwind spinned around the air like a tornado who strucked a home. And the last man standing was this guy who knocked my door to help me get rid of the place whea I am. I was a dead woman but he made me brought back to life in a spin. The Last Man Standing came from the place whea I was born. Never did I think of that....Coz I was in overseas for quite awhile and never had the chance to stay home for a long time....I'm delve to what im into right now. He's like a wind crashin to my ears trying to wake me up. Til this settlement he want us to do and make me his bride in juz a span of weeks. The Last Man Standing from my HomeGround is taking me to his Kingdom in a needless way to see but a dignified character of what I really meant for him.


110706
Camdas Camp
in my room
2000hrs
Written by: FAMEJUD