Hey, First Love

I was supposed to be writing the remaining chapters of my novel. But for some reason, I ended up listening to the song There You'll Be (Julie Anne San Jose's version). And I just found myself crying.

Shit. I miss you, you know? For the past six years, you've been in my heart. Always. I don't know why I can't get over you. I mean, hello? We've only been together for a month? And we were an awkward couple then. You weren't able to talk to me normally because you were so concerned about what your friends would think of you. We don't even have beautiful memories like most lovers do. But why do I miss you? Why can't I get over you?

We were best friends. I know you well the way you know me. You didn't like to mingle with our female classmates, but you were always talking to me. You knew how I hated Math, so whenever it was Math class, you'd tell jokes to make me feel good. Remember the times we played thumb wrestling? You don't know how happy I was whenever you touched my hand. And the first time you texted me, shit, you made me so happy! But of all the memories we had together, those I treasured most were the times when you taught me how to make paper airplanes. I never learned. But hey, do you know I've been deceiving you all this time? I wasn't really listening to your instructions. I never planned to learn how to make paper planes. Because I didn't want you to stop teaching me. Because I didn't want to end those moments when you sat beside me and patiently taught me how to make paper planes. I miss those days so bad, so bad I'm crying right now.

Do you remember that Valentine's Day when you gave me a box of doughnut? I still have the box. I didn't have the heart to throw it away. It was that special. You were the reason why I learned to love doughnuts. Shit. I still remember that day, the memory is too vivid. That shy smile you gave me while you were holding out the triangular box, the teasing of our classmates and my shaking hands while reaching for it. I want to go back to that time!

And that heart-shaped pink paper. It was during our class report. The reporters instructed our class that if one answered correctly, he/she has to give the heart-shaped pink paper to the person he/she likes. I answered correctly and my friend gave you that paper. You also answered the question correctly, and despite the class telling you to give your heart-shaped paper to her, you still walked towards me and gave it to me. I still have that heart-shaped paper.

I may have taken you for granted. Back then, you were like a child. Do you remember the time when you told me you envy me because I can talk to other people casually? I forgot to tell you that I envy you, too. Because in my eyes, you're perfect. I also selfishly wished that you stay the same - aloof, quiet and childish. Because I was so afraid that one day, people will see the things I loved about you. And I want to keep you all for myself.

But I've hurt you. I regret it everyday. Then my fear came true. You changed, fast. I know it was a good change. You became confident, you gained more friends but you became so distant. Suddenly, you became so bright I can no longer come near you. You were no longer that little kid who would always talk to me, follow me and play childish games with me. Everyone loves you now.

I miss those days when we were just best friends. If I could turn back time, I would stop myself from falling in love with you. I would choose the friendship we had, instead of the short-lived relationship we had as lovers. I miss you, I really miss talking to you, playing thumb wrestling with you and simply sitting beside you while we make paper airplanes.

I hate seeing you with her. Because I remember the times when I was the person beside you. I hate seeing your smile in those photos with her. Because I know I'm no longer the reason behind it. I hate seeing you with her. Because I only end up wishing I was her. Because I'm still hurting. Because I still want you. Because I still love you.

Damn! You are my only hero! You are my boy version! I know this is stupid but until now, I still believe no one can surpass you in my heart. I made you so special that no one comes close to you. You were my everything then. So when you were gone, I was left with nothing but your memories. Memories I don't want to let go.

Can I still love you?

Hey, do you remember this conversation:

Me: Ano ba ko sa'yo?
You: Ikaw ang nagpapasaya sa'kin sa umaga.
Me: Eh, sa umaga lang?
You: Tapos na ba ko? Ikaw ang nagpapasaya sa'kin sa umaga pag gising ko, sa tanghali bago ako kumain, sa gabi bago ako matulog, hanggang sa paggising ko uli.

I really miss you.

-Chrissa Anne B. Palma

My Dream Plus My Heart Equals My Homeroon Teacher

My third published novel under PHR
Released date: May 19, 2012
MY DREAM PLUS MY HEART EQUALS MY HOMEROOM TEACHER
by LUNA KING

"I would stick to you like glue."

Teaser:
Hindi naging maganda ang unang pagkakakilala ni Ali kay Exer Villez, the young man with attractive amber eyes. Para makabawi sa nagawa niyang pagkakamali rito, tinulungan niya itong makaligtas sa kapahamakang siya rin ang nagdulot. Bilang pasasalamat sa kanya, inilibre siya nito ng merienda. They shared a short yet memorable time together, and in that very short moment, she fell for him.
Three months later, he suddenly showed up in her classroom.
“Exer!” bulalas niya.
“Ah. That’s ‘Sir Villez’ to you, Miss Vismonte,” nakangiting sagot nito.
Exer turned out to be her substitute homeroom teacher! Dahil sa sitwasyon nila, pinigilan niya ang damdamin niya para dito. Pero hindi siya nagtagumpay, lalo na at pakiramdam niya, espesyal siya rito. Higit sa lahat ang atensiyong ibinibigay nito sa kanya. She confessed her feelings to him. But she was bluntly rejected. May iba na palang nagmamay-ari sa puso nito.
Now, seven years had passed and for some reason, their roles had switched. It was her turn to reject him. Dahil ngayon ay siya na ang nakatali sa isang pangako…

-"ano kaya kung guwapo ang lahat ng teacher?"
haha! `yan ang tanong na naging dahilan kung bakit naisulat ko ang nobelang ito. actually, when i was in my fourth year high school, sinali ako ng English teacher ko sa isang special English class. at ang instructor namin sa klaseng iyon, cute. haha. kaya kahit matagal ang hinihintay namin, sulit basta makita ko siya at marinig ang cute accent niya.

-anyway, hindi siya ang dine-describe ko sa nobelang ito. bukod kasi sa face ni sir, wala na kong nakitang quality niya bilang isang hero. haha. ang sama ko! wala namang problema sa kanya. ako lang talaga ang hindi gaanong interesado sa "3D men." i imagine my heroes as anime characters. hoho.

-ahm, actually, hindi ko masyadong in-expect na papasa `to. pero sana magustuhan ito ng readers.

-no'ng tapos ko nang isulat ang nobelang ito, saka ko lang nasagot ang tanong ko:
"kung guwapo ang lahat ng teacher, wala nang makikinig sa lesson! haha. baka mauso ang child abuse niyan. :))"

Trivia:
 -nakuha ko ang name na Exer kay Angelo Exel ng Stallion Riding Club, my favorite Stallion Boy ng idol kong si Ms. Sonia Francesca. nabubulol nga lang pati utak ko kapag binabasa ko ang name niya
-i'm a frustrated pianist kaya pianist ang heroine ko
-i like sweet girls, like Ali, mas madali kasi silang isulat

-Luna King

Love Like Crazy

My first published novel under Dream Love (New book imprint of Precious Pages)
Released date: May 31, 2012
LOVE LIKE CRAZY
by: LUNA

 “I’m not afraid of your ‘overflowing’ love anymore. Hah! Sige lang, ibuhos mo pa iyan. Mag-refill ka pa kung gusto mo. `Di bale nang malunod ako sa pagmamahal, as long as it’s coming from you.”

Teaser:
Nang mamatay ang mga magulang ni Clover ay si Charles ang kanyang naging sandalan. Dahil doon ay nahulog ang loob niya rito. Ngunit sa mismong kaarawan niya ay bigla itong nawala nang walang paalam. Nabalitaan na lamang niya na sumama ito sa best friend nitong si Kaye Ann sa Amerika.
Pitong taon ang lumipas bago nagbalik si Charles sa Pilipinas. Hindi nito sinasabi kung ano ang pinagkaabalahan nito nang mga taong nawala ito. At may lakas ng loob pa ito na humarap sa kanya at tawagin siyang girlfriend na parang walang nangyari! Sa kabila niyon ay inunawa pa rin niya ang binata dahil sa labis na pagmamahal niya rito. Ngunit ang atensiyon naman nito ay nasa best friend nito.
Hanggang kailan niya ito uunawain at mamahalin?

-er, this one is for my ex boyfriend, my ex best friend, my first love, my first heart ache and the only boy in my heart for the past six years. and i don't want to replace him, not when i haven't found the person who could surpass him yet.

-actually, i didn't expect this to be approved. kaya nga malakas ang loob ko na gamitin ang pangalan niya at ng current girlfriend niya bilang kontrabida. yeah, i know. it was really mean of me. but what can i do? i was jealous. so when he and his girlfriend learned about this, i pretended not to care about what they think of me. but actually, i really, really feel bad. :(

-anyway, this is my first approved novel so i'm proud of it even though i know how corny this one is. :)

Trivia:
 -Lucky Clover Cafe was inspired by the anime series Kaichou Wa Maid-sama!
-the hero's name is my ex's name.
-i'm Clover. haha!


-Luna King

Because I Love TOP!

I LOVE THIS STORY! <3
huuu! sana matapos ko siya ng matiwasay! >.<

Blackhole

-i don't know why i entitled this as 'Blackhole.'

lately, this negative and ugly emotion started to swallow me. and it was just so selfish of me to feel that way. i mean, i've been receiving a lot of blessings, so why do i ask for more? yup, i'm really being selfish here.

envy. there, i named it. -_-"

i should really stop looking at other people's achievements and start working to be on the same level as them instead. but it's really hard. whether we admit or not, there comes a time when you'll feel lowly of yourself. i feel so insecure at the moment.

the problem is, whenever i feel down, i lose the 'drive' to write. a huge part of me is urging me to just 'run away.'

selfish. envious. ugly.

-Luna King