i was your bad habits . . . the things you knew you shouldn't have been doing and yet you have done them anyway. i was the sleepless nights you've had— tiring, demanding, regretful, yet indulging. i was those episodes of binge eating— impulsive, consuming, unreasonable, yet satisfying. i was the lies you told your... Continue Reading →
Waiting for the Rain
I braved the aisle of the unfamiliar grocery store. It wasn’t here when I left five years ago, and it’s all too strange for me. It is an understatement to say that this place is no longer the same. What used to be a small convenience store is now a bar, with people overflowing. I... Continue Reading →
Hemingway
I do not usually go to bars and pubs nor do I drink beer, but tonight was different. I was drenched in tears and heartache. My chest could have exploded from the pain if only it could. I decided to entertain myself and get myself some beer before I head home. I dropped by at... Continue Reading →
I Refuse to Write My Saddest Lines
Tonight, I refuse to write my saddest lines; Think instead of the happy times we have had; for example: The day you caught my eyes as you travelled across my plane of existence, The day your lips first pressed against mine, The day you first told me you love me, The day you first held... Continue Reading →
Emergency Room
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 →
The Blurry Friendship Escalation
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 →
Arguing with Myself: The Friendship-Solitude Reaction
Strangers become friends; friends become strangers. That’s life. Sometimes, it is them; sometimes, it is us. What reveals the reason of friends becoming strangers can come in different ways: either you ask them or you make an in-depth self-examination where you went wrong. If answers still don’t come, then maybe, just maybe, you never shared... Continue Reading →
Spur of the Moment
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 →
Loving Someone vs Being in Love with Someone
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 →
Arguing with Myself: When Friendships Blur
It’s not about school, work, or whatever. It’s about everything else. It hurts so much when your friends suddenly turn cold without you knowing it, and worse, you see them every day of your life like they just don’t care. And you? Well, you try to act like nothing really happens and all. You try... Continue Reading →
