Espoir

Behind a keyboard, Im empowered, overpowered even
Having the strength to tell you things I could never say to you directly from the recesses of my mind
Rather, things that I shouldnt say but can hiding behind the excuse of artistic expression
Which you, my muse, contribute completely to
Maybe I am trying to convince you my way but I’d like to think not
No hypnotist, wouldn’t want to control your will with words as pendulums
Like a pendulum your heart swings this way, that way, my way
But your way refuses to let any come any closer
Love is a gamble, and you’ve never played with house money
So why bother gambling, save yourself for yourself, by yourself
Love isn’t some oasis to you, it’s a bitter wasteland
A wasteland that I walked through, too
Though I see, from the cracks on the ground hints of life
Seeds waiting to sprout, needing only time and care
We tread this hell at the same time. I take a look to my left. I see you.
Look over at me. The right direction. Why not walk together?
Now, this isn’t some proposition to change your opposition
I too am confused as to why I let my guard down
Like a boxer I guarded my face yet left my chest wide open
Blow by blow it hit me. Yet my masochistic side reveled in it
But Im not taking these hits for no reason, these eyes say otherwise
Looking straight at yours, eyes which I am no match for.
I can stand on my own two feet. I can protect myself
Yet you think having someone to call your own is a burden
And maybe it is. Being free is better. I agree
No commitment. No expectations. No worries. No love
Hm, maybe not the latter, because you can’t control your feelings
Only hide it
Now tell me, when I fly through your mind, how does it feel?
Does your chest get tight? Does everything turn silent? Can you hear your heartbeat?
Or am I simply imposing what happens to me?
Possibly.
In this passive aggressive war we’re playing, I’m a 5 star general
My words my weapons. My feelings, fuel. Your love my drive.
Yet your love is something I cant pinpoint
Or hope to figure out. Everything so far is pure speculation
What war is this? Who wins if I win?
But what can I offer you that others in the past havent already offered or given?
What makes me so special? Nothing I guess
Not height. Not looks. Not humor. Not vocabulary.
Maybe Im just wasting your time?
All I can offer, is that I wont waste it.
Nor are you wasting mine, it’s my choice to make. And my choice is you.
Yeah, I said it. I want you. Not going to beat around the bush
Or act coy. I’ll go ahead and say it again. I want you.
To love and to hold, till death do us part and wish
Our string is connected to us again in the next lifetime.
Maybe in the next lifetime, neither of us is jaded
So that you can just jump into my arms or I to yours without hesitation
To lay with you, and escape ourselves into each other
But for now, in this lifetime, there’s only one thing I can do.
Hope.

It’s Fine

Verse 1
So many things that I wish I could say
I know where my heart stands
But it’s not my place to do so
I cant even hold your hand
Ill peek in from the side line
And crack a smile when you look my way
Im part of you life forever
In the background is where I’ll stay

Chorus x2
It’s fine if Im not the one
It’s fine if you’re not mine
It’s fine if Im not the one who holds you
It’s fine if we ran out of time
It’s fine if feelings have changed
It’s fine if it leaves a scar
It’s fine please believe me
Im fine with the way things are

Verse 2
I know what you truly need
Is someone who you can rely and depend on
Love is overrated, I know
Focus on reaching the upper echelon
It always ends in failure
Heartache and disappointment
Dont worry you’re safe with me
Our friendship is the ointment

Chorus x2

Verse 3
I dont know what the truth may be
And I dont know if it was ever there
Ill provide you with what I can
Platonic tender loving care
What you said is locked in the back of my mind
And it will never be revealed
Like what’s in my heart, baby
That secret, permanently sealed

Chorus x2

Outro
If you could have only finished that thought.
It’s ok friend, I still have you.
But you said were in denial.
Now that I think about it, I guess, I am too.

Try

First and foremost, thank you.

We’ve worked together for at least 6 years. I’ve depended on you more than you have depended on me, which is one of my regrets though working on an island attributed to that, I could have shown more initiative in learning what you’ve worked on to have helped you. Turns out, you and I had similar ideas to solve problems, we could have tackled them faster, more efficiently together. We were acquaintances for the first 4.5 years, just co-workers. Became pretty good automation partners the next few months, and have gotten close in the past year.

And now you’re leaving.

I didn’t know you also are pretty mellow. You hide it well. I wasn’t expecting similar wisdom to my own as I thought you were a bro. We are very much alike it turns out. It sucks that I couldn’t have known you better because I decided to keep work relationships at arms length. It was never necessary to have close ties with others. Boy, was I wrong. I became my most productive when I became closer to folks. Especially you.

I shared with you my current goal of app/game development on the side and you support it, giving your own take on it. I have admired your extracurricular project outside of work, now Im inspired to do my own. You’re right. I really don’t know what I can be good at, if I dont try. If I suck and fail, I’ll still learn. My fear of failure was what kept me from doing what I want. In reality, I just kept making excuses. Try it. I’ll lose everything if I don’t. If I try and fail,  I’ll still gain experience.

Who knows, maybe I might be able to lean on you in the future, and I’ll grow for you to lean on me. You’ve told D and I that you would want to start a project together outside of work. Quite honestly, I wanted to. I really did. Maybe we still can.

And I FINALLY, after two years, learned whose Yakult that was in the fridge. It was yours. Yeah, you didn’t like it but wow. It seems like Lady Fate is pulling strings in my life recently, I don’t know what kind of lesson or moral I took away from this. Heh.

Enjoy the next chapter in your life. I’ll be sure to keep you up to speed with mine. And oh yeah, we’re still going to see each other over KBBQ so this is not goodbye.

I’ll see you later.

Our pasts keeps coming back for some reason but that’s okay. We’re too strong together for it to affect us.

Hot pocket

So at work, there’s this Hot Pocket that I’ve sort of been eyeing for 2 years (didn’t realize it has been that long). Initially, I assumed it was someone’s snack and has been replacing it as they ate it. Though, I had a suspicion it was mine all along (I used to buy a huge Pepperoni Hot Pocket box from Costco) but I have no proof so I wanted to play it safe. Today, I decided to take a leap of faith because 1) why not and 2) I was hungry. So, I opened it and it was full of frost. Bad. I waited too long. It didn’t matter if it were mine or if it was somebody else’s. It’s useless to everyone now. Had to throw it away.

Hmmmm. Never expected to learn an important lesson from a microwaveable turnover.

First steps

I don’t know why I decided to drink last night and expect to think, head hurts like crazy….

I work as a ServiceNow developer but have, over the years, been considering a career change/shift. The platform is in high demand, landing a job anywhere is possible. Problem is, it was never (and never going to be) what I saw myself doing. I’m a gamer, first and foremost. It’s my escape from reality, when reality was terrible. To me, the real world was boring and ugly, at least, to me as a kid. RPGs are my favorite. Dragons, ancient artifacts, magic, danger, love… all aspects I enjoyed (and the fact that the playtime value > $). So it’s what I wanted to do, like so many programmers out there, to go into game development. But making wrong decisions in college, put me on a different path.

A comfortable one, at least. It has a high ceiling. Lot’s of opportunities. But why am I not happy? I mean, I’m content. I can buy wagyu steaks. I can afford to p2w in f2p MMOs. Trips? Yeah. The work itself is satisfying, on some days. And some days I just question why Im doing the type of work I do. Why did I settle? I always thought it was too late to change, that I’m far too old. Just stick to what I know and do well. Maybe in another life, I can do what I love. Next time.

The past 3 months have been pure hell. I got out of a toxic relationship that I stubbornly and foolishly tried to hang on to. The crux of the fall out, funny enough, is the fact that she was depressed she couldn’t do what she wanted for her career. I was broken. Destroyed. I gave it my all, gave it all, and got nothing. Nothing. I literally died inside. I chased someone who didnt give two shits about me. That lust was far more important than the past three and a half years.

I didnt see it was toxic up until now. We traveled. We laughed, a lot. She lived with me. We were passionate. Yeah, I paid every time. Gave her money when she needed a new car. When she didnt have enough money to pay her bills, again. Yeah, she never spent time with me 90% of the time she lived with me. Yeah, while she did have time for her friends she’s always sleeping in for me. Even I told her that Im fine doing 90% all the time, just meet me with 10%. I barely got 5%.

It was toxic. I realize that now. We fought only a few times, which is why I thought it wasnt. But I was drained. I was tired doing it all. And yet, I settled for that type of relationship because I didnt want to be alone. That I thought everything was going to be OK, because I know what I can do, for us. Im the sword. The shield. The armor. The staff. Ill take all roles, because I loved her so much. Being tossed to the side the way I was, destroyed my self esteem. It was the lowest I’ve ever felt, and certain thoughts came creeping back in.

Slowly, I crawled away. I mustered the strength to finally turn my back on this torture, that I willingly endured. I began working on myself again, I needed to love myself. The plus side of being utterly destroyed, the foundations broken, is that you can build again. I lost a significant amount of weight. I became far more active. My self-esteem started coming back. No, I never had it in the first place, just lied and wore a mask. She tested me, but I finally was strong enough to realize the truth and rejected it.

Goodbye.

And as if it was fate, I met someone the very next day. Rather, I got to know someone who I knew of more than a year ago. I didnt think much of it at first. I found out we were so alike. In both recent experiences, troubled past, how we give so much and yet come out empty handed. We talked for hours, and it was so comfortable, as if we’ve talked to each other for years. Scary even. I’ve never connected with someone so quickly, on such a level before. The more I got to know her, the more I got to know myself, or maybe remember things about myself that I’ve forgotten.

Like how ambitious I used to be. I never settled as a kid. I aimed for the top, not the middle. My artistic side, one that I shelved, came back. I enjoyed showing her what I wrote. She enjoys reading them. Meeting someone that is so like you, you want to match them. She’s a hard worker, dedicated, determined, and accomplished. She made me see all the good in me. And then it happened.

Sparks.

I barely knew what she looked like. It didn’t matter. Her personality, her drive, her strength, her soul. Simply amazing. I started falling, and I didnt want to brace myself. When I did find out how she looked, stunned. Those eyes. Pictures do no justice on just how gorgeous they are. Yet, it’s those very eyes that I want to help change. While she does so much for me already, I believe I can help her see things differently. That she can trust someone. To have faith in someone. And maybe, just maybe, if the stars align, what it feels to love and be loved.

It happened too fast, and too soon. Relax a bit. Slow down. We have time.

I agree.

Im just glad I found her. Whether or not that string is connected to her is irrelevant. If it’s meant to be, we’ll find out. She’s my muse. My reflection. The ocean between us doesn’t matter. I’ll do my best, continue to improve. For me.

I stared at the ocean for an hour last weekend, letting the waves crash against me. Then and there, I decided to pursue what I always wanted to do: game development. It’s daunting, where do I begin? What ideas could I possibly have that’s worthwhile? Music? Graphics? PC? Mobile? So many questions.

One foot forward. One step. Other foot forward. Two steps. All I can do, and just by taking these two steps, Im already further than I’ve ever been  at this dream all my life.

I created this blog a few years ago. But was emotionally drained. Ive been reinvigorated. This was initially to post my thoughts, my feelings, my poetry but I’ve started this to also post about how my pursuit of game development is progressing. This pursuit, I dont know just yet if it’s for money or simply so I dont have any regrets.

 

I hope you all enjoy this pursuit with me.

 

 

Especially you.