Let’s not talk about daydreams anymore. Or those times where we fill each other’s baggage when unloading wasn’t an option. Let’s not think of all the possibilities that life gave us the moment we believed we were each other’s dream come true. A part of me already wants you out. A part of you is…
Read moreAnd you’re the only regret I’m willing to take again.
I should’ve just told you how much I liked you that day. Maybe now, I wouldn’t still be this attached with the idea of telling you that nothing has ever changed at all. I have my own regrets in life. But you’re one of my favorites. – El
Read moreBut thank you for passing by.
My life was lonely before you came. It felt like living in a nutshell for so long that I almost forgot how it feels like breathing new air. I didn’t wish for you, you never expected me either. It was just the late afternoon in March when someone knocked on the corners of my void…
Read moreHopefully, I could.
I wouldn’t look into your eyes again and tell everyone how much I craved for your sparkles that night. We almost had that incandescent feeling. But I’m glad we never ended. I’m glad I never let myself get trapped into your void again. It was too dark in there, too dark and suffocating. And maybe…
Read moreI like you,
and I talk to the moon about you — but this time, I’m waking up for mornings. I like you, but it’s not every time I write about your favorite euphoria. I like you, and I’ve watched you dance, but it’s not every time my heart would beat for your smiles. I like you, and…
Read moreYou’re still my favorite mistake.
I wish I could scrape you out of my soul forever. I’m sure my heart never stopped beating because of it. It felt wrong. It’s toxic that limits my system to fathom love again. You showed me a sin that I’d be willing to forget. I never thought loving you makes me a sinner already….
Read moreI guess it’s his favorite color – yellow.
The color of the sun. Whenever I see him, he brightens up my day. The color of joy and celebration. Whenever I see him, my soul is in feast and is overjoyed. The color of lemon. Whenever I see him, I get gitty. His favorite color. And, whenever I see yellow, I always remember him….
Read morePara sa aking tala,
Pwede kong isipin na ilang taon mula ngayon, ang ating mga landas ay muling magkakatagpo. Huli kang darating sa pagtitipon at ako’y kunwaring magtatago sa isang sulok. Pwede kong sabihin na muli kong maririnig ang iyong boses sa aking likuran o di kaya’y ang iyong tawa na tila isang musika sa aking tenga. Pwede kong…
Read moreAnd I thought you wouldn’t leave a scar
— but I was wrong. You were just a little wound when we first met. You didn’t hurt that bad. It was the reason why I never took the medications given to me. I thought I could ease myself like I used to. Like a tip of an arrow, a random chess piece, or a…
Read moreMga paksang akala nila’y hindi na ikaw
Hindi ko mabilang sa aking mga daliri kung ilang beses na ba kitang pinangarap. Siguro mga sampu, o mga bente, o di kaya’y kahit sa naunang buhay nating dalawa ay ikaw lang ang tanging bukambibig. Pinupuna na ako ng aking mga tula sa pagiging hibang sa talang kahit kailan ay hindi kuminang para sa akin….
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 moreWhen everything seems falling…
Who will you be calling And when you are drowning Are you even worth saving? You worth like the sun You shine like the stars You stand out like the moon But in life, we are all a dust Folks, wake up from dreaming You might vanish without knowing No details of you will be…
Read moreNung unang nagtagpo ang ating mga landas,
hindi iyon inaasahan. Wala ni kahit ano mang babala o karatulang nagsabing dapat munang tumigil sa paglalakad. Kusa nalang tayong nagkabangga. Hindi iyon plano, hindi iyon sinasadya. Wala ni isa sa atin ang may alam kung bakit sa dinami dami ng mga ligaw na tao sa mundo, tayo pa talaga ang pinaglaruan ni Kupido. Nakakatawa,…
Read moreI was broken when you first sent me fireworks…
… rather than butterflies. I was young and naive when I had my first skips of heartbeats. I was childish back then when we ended up carving our names under that old maiden tree. But I grew up, and I realized what you meant with your darkness that the facade of light absorbed all of…
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 moreYou were once a ray of my sunshine
— a timeless void, a part-time distress, and a half-lighted firefly circling in randoms. Somehow it occurred to me how your light fed me up when everything turned dim as I was approaching the hymns of my void. It occurred to me how you shone instead of setting down for the dusk and it occurred…
Read moreLet me come back like…
… it’s the third of May — messy hair, tucked pajamas, and a face of an almond-colored brow. Let me come back to where I was used to when I thought I couldn’t find myself the moment you broke a part of me. Let me come back to where I’ll forever stay — like a…
Read moreYour smile would always feel…
… like early June, the time where our hearts first met. A thought of me wanders deep down like a cold void, broken by the past I tried forgetting. Like the breezes of the midday January, where our systems tried exchanging the same eye contacts that haunted me — until now. And a step closer…
Read moreLooking back to those years…
… when the neighborhood is full of happy faces and genuine laughter makes me want to go back to those moments of my life because now we’re more than strangers. But keep in mind that we are all strangers with a lot of unforgettable memories. – Kath Panugan
Read moreAs my brother drove down the car…
… bound to an old place where we spent our childhood days, a mixed of excitement and missing pieces was covering my whole soul. As we passed by the old trees beside the petite way, a wave of nostalgia swept after me, oh how I missed the spot. Is this really how Ed Sheeran’s Castle…
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