Little Chicken says good morning to Mushy

It's 430 am and raining like there's no breaking dawn close. My brother is sleeping like a log. I just went up to pee but had trouble getting back to sleep. So I decided to pick up this machine sitting coldly at the floor beside our mattress and start scribbling on it instead.

I remember few years ago when I used to text Mushy at either very late night or earliest in the morning to confess feelings for the day like a real dairy. Stuffs like, "I'm sad today because of the same reasons why you are. Doubled by the fact that you are", "You are prettiest today", "That kiss, it must've done something bad, or good to me, I don't know. But sure I can't stop thinking of it now". Even big stuff like "I love you" and other stuff that I lack the courage to tell at your face in the middle of the day. Oh that's me when I develop these occasional little wings and do cooing. But let me borrow a teacher friend's quote of 'so slow but at least I'm moving' to justify that. It payed when I know you're waiting for my daily soliloquy. I know you missed that. Believe me, I do, too. But the little chicken developed something more braver than that.

Here I want to tell you that I'm proud of you, for being a good person, above anything else. For crying, because you think you're messed up and you don't want it. I'm proud because you didn't become cold and tough no matter how hard this big stuff of adversity hit you. For having the decency of feeling guilty about missing your responsibilities, because it is when we admit our mistakes that we do something about it. I'm proud of you because you don't dwell on the bad things for long. You could get up every morning wishing me good mornings and go to work while every bones and muscles in your body ache. I'm proud because you work with conscience which I find rarely these days.

I wake and get up everyday because there's something I'd look forward to, you. The inspiration you are giving me is stronger than gravity that pulls me back to this mattress. And I want you to know that. I know what you are capable of doing. Mediocrity isn't your stuff.

PS. Have you forgotten about me? You're not alone. <3

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november 2

I'll love you until like it's 19x100 months.

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to mushy

the soul has no memory but i know deep within my heart i love you even before i was born. and something really tells me that you loved me too in the past. for i never learned of such love stronger than time. my love for you is much more antique than time itself..

-mush potato

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post-it mush. :)

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For Mushy

Dearest,

I have carried the thought of that last time we were together, it was longer than a lifetime. A dull life, that I wish to end tonight. Do not worry my love, I have woke up from all those tremors. It is you I love, I have woke up. But if one day, I won't be able to, you'll know I loved you everyday I lived since that untimely mid-day we met. It has been cleared. I've woke up and I've seen it as bright as the sun on that first hello.

You never left me but I always fail to be there for you. I regret having left you for so so many times. You gave up once. I was dying but scared to pull you back because you might not believe in me anymore. But you've returned in your small glance and waves in the window, like you've always been, you are my sunshine, and I am grateful for it. Where I have gone does not matter. Where we will go is what does. This world shall not tear me away again no matter how hard it should try. But if it does, I'll come back to you... just as sun comes back to the day every dawn.

In this room, and at this time the clocks are all making up for lost time. And I too, have much catching up to do... but they will not catch me, too. Just please... let me try again. I miss you so much.

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