Heavens Cry

Tonight, the sky is crimson red and thunders roll down from east to west... Heavy rains pour down all over Manila right now, and maybe, in some other parts of the world, the heavens cry too...

The sky cries out the tears that won't come out.
The sound of thunders echo what the heart can't shout.
The day I dreaded, it ends with this –
letting go, setting free, and an unusual bliss.

My thoughts aren't really gathered right now... As always, I write from the heart. Today, me and my heart had a serious travail to take. It's like I'm preparing for an execution, a painful execution perhaps on guillotine in front of nobody else, and the battle is yours alone... But I had to do it. What was I set to do? Nothing – just watch someone go. The hardest part is you can't stop that someone from slipping out of your grip.

What happened tonight will go down in my life history as one of the most valuable conversations, one of the most true, most honest, even if that means the same as the first word... I did not break down and cry... I said my piece, I tried to fix it, and when it can't be fixed, I let go. Properly. With prayers.

And the tears I should have shed, the amount of pain that had to come out,
they did not flow down from my eyes...
Because at last, I understood why this has to happen.

Whatever happened tonight is painful, and what makes it more painful is that... well...
I just had to accept that it is what it is.

And that's where I admire God's intervention...
That as broken and as emotional as I am, I went through it properly.
And in the end, I gave into what she would have wanted for her life...

But the heavens cry out tonight.
It pours out what I want to to pour out...
Because deep inside, the pain is there, and crying is inevitable.

Love isn't love til you give it away,
and I will continue to give it away,
not expecting for anything...

Which just makes it hard, but that's where my heart is right now – it's stuck in loving her, but also it has to move forward and learn to love itself... I will then have to listen to whatever God maybe saying out there... And though I am the master of my fate and captain of my soul, that just isn't true when we bump it to what the Divine Being can do. The twists, the turns, the surprises... they will all sweep you off your feet, but you will always have to keep up. He is writing the story for you.

Life will have to move forward, for her life will move forward.
When the love isn't enough to make it work,
I think the solution is time...
And time apart will make it known to the hearts
if they are really tied together with an invisible string of commitment and fidelity.

I am looking forward. But I will never forget. The love, ever so true and ever so loyal, will remain there until we meet again with hearts ready to fall back into the bliss of overjoy and overlove. The yellow hair will vanish, and things may get back to what is has used to be. In God's perfect time.

For now, let's let the Heavens Cry, for tomorrow,
and the next days after,
I will pick up the broken pieces of my life...
and I will not start a life ––––––
I will continue living this life.

You only have 1 life to live, live it for whatever you think is good for you.
And as always,
be strong,
and just like tonight,
let the Heavens Cry.