The promise of love that stays when love is gone—it’s a bittersweet refrain of a nostalgic song. Nostalgia is fine, but then, life happens, and it bites you; and you have to wake up and face reality. And within the realms of my reality, everything hurts like hell.
For what could have been if we did not end, for what should have been of our love today, for what would have been the numbers that are now meaningless.
I regret the night we fought. Because of my stupid pride, I said, "We should end this." I thought I knew how it looked right now, and I thought you'd go looking for me, yet several days pass without any news of you at all. Because you are always so good to me, I hardly... Continue Reading →
Ever since I could ever remember, I am not the kind of person who takes friendship for granted. I might be silent for some time, but that does not mean that I no longer care. Once I considered you my friend, you remain in the same status—well, unless you violate or one of my closest... Continue Reading →
I stood up; you looked at me, and moved your stare away.Those eyes, those self-same eyes that used to look at mewith passion, love, affection. Now, they look at mewith disgust, ignorance, oblivion—nothing. I see nothingin those eyes but the bitterness of broken friendship and lovethat has not been consummated.Gone were the days where friendship... Continue Reading →
I have written about this about three years ago, but I was not able to finish writing all my thoughts before they faded. Last night, a simple conversation with a close friend (for privacy purposes, let us call him Patrick Gattoc [note: this is his real name by the way]), I was able to remember... Continue Reading →
You seem so odd the first day I saw you, Your every step seems to echo the waves of the ocean. The color of your eyes, black as the night, radiate the brilliance of the infinite stars. Your lips forbid the rose to bloom, making them feel unworthy of natures blessings. I haven't really heard... Continue Reading →
It’s September 19, and I am on my way home. “I’ll be back before October, Dad, so eat your meals and take your medicine.” Those were the last words I remember telling my father. This morning, I hurriedly finished my exam, went to my dorm room, packed my things, and rushed to the terminal to... Continue Reading →
Why do I cry? Why do I weep? Why do I bring myself so deep? How can I laugh? How can I stop? When my reasons ain’t enough. Why don’t the rain Just wash away this pain, So the real me would remain And live a life so plain. Why do I grieve? Why can’t... Continue Reading →
You dwell in silence; I thrive in loquacity. You study the human body; I dissect language and pieces of literature. You color the world with your songs; I, through my poems. You tell stories thru your paintings; I, through my prose. You race in sunshine; I dance in the rain. You are forgivingly resentful; I... Continue Reading →