I have been wondering about the flaws hidden inside my void. That maybe something is actually wrong with me. That maybe it’s not every time I succeed with all the things I wish for. Maybe sometimes, there could be a time where I won’t excel like I’m always used to. I have been grasping for…
Read moreMeet me in the next lifetime.
Even if my name doesn’t sound the same way to you, even if our hearts would never meet the way we do, and even if we are destined no more, I’d still hope to meet you in my afterlife. Because in there, I know my heart would still crave for the same longing, and that’s…
Read moreKahit hindi man natin sabihin,
alam kong may mga pagkakataong nahihirapan tayong bitawan ang isang bagay. Kahit anong limot man natin, may hahatak at hahatak pa rin upang tayo’y bumalik dito. At hindi ko na iyon ipinagtataka. Lalo na’t alam kong isa ito sa mga senyales na minahal ko ito ng husto. Ngunit kailanga kong bumitiw hangga’t kaya ko pa….
Read moreGusto kong aminin na kahit minsan,
isa ka sa mga naging rason kung bakit mas pinili kong mamuhay nalang sa panaginip. Ito ang mga panahong pipikit ako dahil sinunod ko ang aking puso. Pipilitin kong huwag matapos ang gabi nang hindi tayo nagpapalitan ng mga titig o di kaya’y iisiping ang iyong kamay ay nasa akin habang nagsasayawan sa ilalim ng…
Read moreTo our superhero who keeps spreading his wings for us, this is for you…
And maybe, that’s the best thing about superheroes. They never come with perfection or even prestige. Somehow, during breakdowns, midnight rushes with a glimpse of coffee and tears, shoulder pats and stern looks every time the curfew gets done, and when Mama couldn’t take the ten-minute drive to a nearby grocer, their strong personality comes…
Read moreIn the next lifetime,
Put a warning sign Paste it right on your forehead So I wouldn’t spend another lifetime loving someone like you, again. With that warning sign, I would know, there’s a danger awaits if I’ll insist. A lot of pieces of me were scattered already And in my next life, I will just spend my seconds…
Read moreWhen I said, ‘I love you’…
… I didn’t mean that you are the another piece of me Nor my Romeo who’ll die for me When I said, ‘ I love you’ What I mean was, I will spend every second of my life loving you. Without doing something in return Nor spending your life with me. Just let me, Just…
Read moreAnd, it’s okay to be a blur sometimes.
It’s okay if you don’t see the signs like what others want you to do. It’s okay if you are torn between choosing the best or being the best in all aspects. It’s okay if you don’t shine when morning comes or sparkle when the dusk presents its stars. You are not a disaster, not…
Read moreMaybe in the poems,
I could possibly make myself stay — when there isn’t a place to go anymore. Maybe in the poems, I could show you how butterflies dance when they weren’t supposed to every time I see you. Maybe in the poems, I could tell you more about how sad songs turn you into a lullaby baby…
Read moreKeep that friend…
… who let you wear what you want for she knows you are comfortable with it. Keep that friend who buys you food every time you are craving or you are just hungry. Keep that friend who will get drunk with you and listen to your dramas until 6:00 AM. And keep that friend who…
Read moreIs it a faraway place?
I’d still think of a place where our poets hid a secret. Is it already the place where our poems never fall out of words again? I don’t know, darling — I’ve never been to that place either. – El
Read moreHow did I even become a prisoner of your yesterdays?
Today, I’ll stop sending letters and vintage photographs while pretending that I’m still in the ocean of your smiles. Today, I’ll walk away and never look back to the things we used to talk about but never made it to the horizon. Today, I’ll think about how loving myself feels much more than just loving…
Read moreNew Normal is Abnormal
I’m sick of it Clothes and fabrics Covering a masterpiece But I don’t have a choice What’s happening to the world? People are too careless Do heads produce saliva? Eyes got no brains Wrong…wrong…wrong… Don’t make it upside down I can’t leave this sick town Even if I want to see the dawn – Kath…
Read moreI would gladly accept…
…when I see you with someone that was never named like me. I won’t write about you anymore, and that’s a pinky swear. But, please, don’t you ever visit me again in my dreams because you no longer exist in my memory. You are a past life, a once-upon-a-time but never again, and a ticket…
Read moreI am not just made for promises.
I am not a bounty human who absorbs everything the universe could give. It could be darkness, a sparkle or a crescent feeling I never had before. You see, I am yet the ordinary, an invincible lover you’d meet. I don’t care about butterflies circling on other people’s stomachs, tears falling down because of a…
Read moreLet me color your world dear.
And it’s okay if we sometimes use our wrists as a canvass. It’s okay if we hold the knife as if we’re pertaining to the finest brushes ever made. It’s okay if we cut our souls out, get our hearts tattooed with flaws, fail and fail all over again and love like it’s always our…
Read moreHow’s life, childhood friends?
Like most other friendships, ours also ended with the cliché clause, “we just stopped talking”. I tried but it was harder than I thought. I’ve realized that we were so in love having the best time of our childhood years, we were so happy running and playing random games in front of our houses, on…
Read moreAnd if only our afterlives exist,
I’d still wait for you in a place where flowers bloom but never wilt. Because in there, I found you first in our present — and in there, I’m sure I can find you again in our next. – El
Read moreAnd on the next few years,
there will be a time where I’ll open my century-old journal again. I would look through the pages and caress every part of it — until I find you. There will be a time where your name wouldn’t scare me anymore, as if it was a gunshot and I was a bull’s eye. There will…
Read moreFill my soul with the words I longed for before…
… for it matters to me than it matters to you. Caress me, soft and timid I am, hold me in fatality and bruises until your last peck. Show me how to indulge myself in a way that I could recognize my subtle heart no more. Guide me along the tips from the dim void…
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