http://slow.writerscafe.org/Mari_Baptiste The original writings of author Mari Baptiste en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775969762 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  A bottle of your Dolce & Gabbanaperfume sits on my bedside table. Though I leave the cap on, your scent stilltravels across the room. It whisks me away on a journeyTo a time when wewould do nothing but let our love flourish. Each whif.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mari_Baptiste/2104486/  Typically, wallets are used for holdingcash, cards, and coins. In my wallet, however, I carry along specificitems---random looking ones--- that have a certain memory attached to them.   Rose Quartz Two ball sh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mari_Baptiste/2104483/ For the first half of my life, I was raised by my maternal grandparents--- Lolo and Lola (Grandpa and Grandma in Filipino). Most of my spare time, I spent with Lolo outside in his garden, where he would teach me about all sorts of things about life from fishing to climbing trees. He was a big nature.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mari_Baptiste/2104060/ You've always been such a sleepy headAlways the last to wake up between the two of usBut it's never been a problem to meI love waking up next to you and watching your chest rise up and down And looking at how your cheeks are squished onto the pillows With your arms wrapped around me L.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mari_Baptiste/2102688/ It's amazing, you know We're so far apart, and yetIn our dreams alone, we seem to catch upYou dream of the future, where everything is alright and all is resolvedI dream of the day that they finally accept you, and let us love each otherTogether, we dream of the day we say "I do"It's a bea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mari_Baptiste/2102483/ I'm sorry for worrying so much, my loveI'm just not used to not having you by my sidePlease, know that I really do trust youFear simply likes to set in every once in a whileIt likes to target the most vulnerable people And I'm an easy hit now that you're so far away from meNow, put out the ciga.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mari_Baptiste/2102314/ Gabi gabi, sa bawat pag pikitIkaw, mahal, ang aking iniisip[Every night, as I close my eyesYou, my love, are the one I think about]Ngunit minsan ko nang natanong sa sariliHanggang kailan ka nga ba akin?[But there have been times that I've wondered"How long will you be mine?"]Dalawang taon, ating pin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mari_Baptiste/2102138/ I don't think I ever told you thisThen again, I only felt it todayI worry that the distance will wear you down I worry that you'll forget to read my poems one dayI worry that you'll stop reading my notes to youI worry that I'll never hear your voice againI worry that when the day comes for us t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mari_Baptiste/2102100/ A common quote amongst the bitter single people in this country is "Walang Forever!" [Forever doesn't exist!]If that's the case, I'd say we're one of the lucky ones. I never knew that kept promises existed till you kept yours to me; your promise to love me forever no matter how turbulent t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mari_Baptiste/2101880/ I miss waking up next to you every morning, and falling asleep beside you every night.You were my daily routine. And what do routines do?They keep our lives in order. They give our lives structure; direction. Thinking about it, you still are my daily routine. Everyday, you are my first tho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mari_Baptiste/2101499/ So many things keeping us apart, but I continue to love you more and more each day. It's not easy. Not at all. But the love we have is what keeps me going. It is my strength to keep fighting.Is it hard? Yes. Would I ever give up? Not a chance.I will continue to love you up to my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mari_Baptiste/2101320/ [At the present,I can say that I have finally found my balance. However, I understand that Imust explain what had happened before I did.]  After my lastsession with Doctor Reyes last 2013, my life did not immediately become smoothsa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mari_Baptiste/2011734/ This is my first work of fiction (based loosely off of real events). http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mari_Baptiste/2006546/ What exactly should love be?Is it the butterflies in your stomach every time they’re near you?Is it the professions of undying love every night before bed?I wish I could say yes. What exactly is love? It’s waking up to sound of that person getting ready for work, an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mari_Baptiste/1998834/ Illustraition also done by myself http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mari_Baptiste/1996670/ Finish collegeGet a posh careerBecome part of the rich and over sheltered societyTravel the worldGet married to someone equally rich and prestigiousHave beautiful childrenIs that all I'm really destined for?No. This is not what I want.I want to be a woman of changeTo make a differenceTo sacrifice fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mari_Baptiste/1953441/ My eyes widen Upon hearing a soundA horrible...horrible sound...Oh no...Don't tell me...Please no!This can't be!I roll over and look down at the horrifying sightMy loyal companion throughout high schoolMy aidMy guideMy sight when I could not see!Everything was a blurTill you came into my lifeYo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mari_Baptiste/1952612/ The media, whose original job was to find the truth and bring awareness to the public, has transformed into a cesspool of avarice and an aid to political corruption. 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