Roy Vincent Bitualla

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Love to Play Guitar and Sing to the Lord <3 Poetry Writer <3

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KISMET by Roy Vincent A. Bitualla "Sometimes when someone says that there are two people set for one another, two people meet destiny. I believed waiting for that day until you came to an unexpected time and time. You came to the fall of the leaves, you came. And I can not believe that what I believed to be true. As we watch you seem to be watching for me, are we being met? At the downstairs visit where you were with the guitar and playing the song the day I will not forget because there was our first meeting. As the time went by we were close to each other in the climb time it seemed to be long ... The combination and the fun things we do .. I want to go back to the weather that once said that there are two people set for each other, two years of futility. Have you ever met? Is it set? Every word that comes out of your lips seems like words that prevent my feelings. I want to tell you that I want to be true I want you to know that I love you. It's not the one you love to hear from others, it's the love that comes from the deep ocean of my emotions, It's not just what you just hear about who they are The most beloved It is true that you love to love you. It's the love that you will love to the end, It's not just a dear friend of mine who loves to tell you that I'm ready to love you because I love you so maybe if you hear every word that comes out of my mouth you will remember the day I'm going down the stairs to go where you were, played a song for you and that day was our first encounter but ... It seems that my singing did not listen to every note that came out of my throat but the words were meant only but I did not hear you listening to the environment, the more you listened to him, the world. How about me? What about a person like me who loves you? How? On another occasion I come to you as I go out of my throat. I'm still silent because you said it seems like my belief had changed the previously set is now changing that the previous encounter is going to be broken. My mind realizes that the set and separation seems to be the same, changing and setting apart. It is set to let each other know that it is not for them to set one another but set apart for destiny. And it changes because it meets the wrong time of falling leaves. Now I know that I understand that the word you mentioned is "I'm just a friend of you"

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Blog entries by Roy Vincent Bitualla

KISMET (11/07/2018)

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