Ikaw ang balak nga di nako malitok,
Apan sa tago, sa panumduman nagpabilin ug nagdukot.
Sama sa kumpas sa kasingkasing nga way tingog,
Sa kamingaw sa gabii, ikaw ang akong gihunahuna ug gihunong.
Gisulayan ko pag-awit ang imong ngalan,
Apan ang hangin ra ang naminaw sa akong kagul-anan.
Sama sa balod nga mopalayo apan mobalik sa baybayon,
Ang imong panagway, sa kanunay, maoy akong handumon.
Dili nako buot nga mabasa ka sa uban,
Kay ikaw ang bahandi nga ako ra’y nakatultolan.
Bisan ang tinta mahurot, ug ang papel malaya,
Ang gugma ko kanimo, sa kamingaw lang makit-an ang iyang himaya.
Mahimo bang pabilin kang usa ka misteryo?
Usa ka pagbati nga dili kinahanglan og seryoso nga pasundayag?
Kay sa kalibutan nga saba ug puno sa pagpakaaron-ingnon,
Ikaw ang akong hilom nga kamatuoran—matahom ug malinawon.
May 8
May 8, 2026 at 6:41 AM UTC
I’ll inhabit the shadow you need me to be,
The glitch in the system, the flaw in the plan.
If blaming me keeps your own spirit free,
I’ll play the antagonist as best as I can.
For love isn’t always a hand held in light;
Sometimes it’s a ghost slipping into the night.
I remember the coffee, the steam in the air,
The shared meals in breakrooms where time didn't exist.
The way that we’d laugh without burden or care,
Before all these memories turned into mist.
We found our own rhythm in deadlines and tasks,
Hiding our hearts behind professional masks.
Then the world opened up by the salt of the sea,
Where the waves met the shore and the city felt small.
You were more than a colleague, more than a "we,"
You were the person who answered my call.
But those lunches by water are ripples now gone,
As I wait for a lonely and different dawn.
I remember the bus rides, the sway of the frame,
Watching the world passing by through the glass.
The silence was heavy with things we’d never name,
Watching the hours and the streetlights pass.
But my favorite journey, the one I still feel,
Was the heat of your presence behind the steel.
The weight on my back as we rode on the bike,
The wind in our hair and the engine’s low hum.
That was the version of "us" that I like,
Before I grew cold and before I grew numb.
Your arms 'round my waist was the only true home,
Across every mile that we happened to roam.
But now, when I catch the sweet scent of your veil,
That perfume that lingers like ghosts in the hall,
My heart starts to stutter, my spirit grows pale,
As I lean my head back 'gainst the cold office wall.
It’s a nostalgic sting, a sharp, fragrant grief,
That brings me no comfort and grants no relief.
I know there is someone who holds you now,
A different story, a different hand.
So I’ll make this solemn and silent vow,
To be the one person you can’t understand.
I’ll distance myself till I’m out of your sight,
And leave you to walk in his version of light.
I’ll let myself be eaten by sadness and pride,
While I play the "bad guy" so they’ll trust you still.
I’ll keep every secret locked deep inside,
And bend my whole life to your narrative’s will.
If they need a villain to make you the saint,
I’ll be the dark shadow, the smudge, and the taint.
I won't tell them about the karaoke nights,
The songs that we screamed till our voices gave out.
Beneath the neon and the cheap, colored lights,
There wasn't a flicker of worry or doubt.
The kisses and hugs that we shared in the dark,
I’ll bury them deep, leaving no single mark.
Because to the world, I’m just "someone you knew,"
A colleague, a friend, or a face in a file.
They don't know the depth of my "I love you,"
Or the miles that I’d walk just to see you smile.
It’s a "stupid heart" thing, to love from afar,
While watching you follow a different star.
So I’ll never talk to you, not for a day,
For the rest of your life, I’ll be quiet and still.
I’ll let the memory of "us" fade to gray,
As I climb up this lonely and desolate hill.
I’ll proceed to never think of it again,
The "how" and the "why" and the "where" and the "when."
Go on and tell them I was the one who was wrong,
That I was the villain who ruined the peace.
I’ll carry that burden, steady and strong,
To grant your reputation a total release.
For the greatest devotion is vanishing whole,
To protect the light of your beautiful soul.
I’ll ride my motorcycle into the rain,
With the seat behind me empty and cold.
I’ll trade all the joy for this quiet pain,
And leave the true story forever untold.
I love you forever, in my silent way,
In the things that I’ll never again get to say.
May 8
May 8, 2026 at 2:01 AM UTC
I’ll wear the crown of thorns you wove,
And inhabit the ghost you see,
If casting me as the villain
Is what finally sets you free.
I’ll step into the dark of your ink,
The shadow that holds the blame,
And seal my lips in a lifelong vow
To never breathe your name.
For the deepest love is a hollow space—
A choice to be erased,
To let the memory of my soul
Be utterly displaced.
I leave the stage, I drop the mask,
I surrender the final fight;
I’ll be the villain in your tale,
Then vanish from the light.
May 8
May 8, 2026 at 1:36 AM UTC
I’ll step into the role you drew,
The shadow in your scene,
If being the villain helps you heal
From all that might have been.
I’ll trade my voice for stillness now,
A debt paid out in breath,
To give your story's bitter end
A clean and quiet death.
No haunting thoughts, no looking back,
No words to bridge the sea—
The final gift I give to you
Is losing all of me.
May 8
May 8, 2026 at 1:34 AM UTC
I grant you the monster you need to be free,
To anchor the weight of your pain onto me.
I’ll wear the armor of thorns you designed,
And leave every version of "us" far behind.
The greatest devotion is vanishing whole,
To leave no vibration, no toll on your soul.
If peace requires that I’m cast in the wrong,
I’ll play the antagonist, steady and strong.
I walk from the pages, I burn every line,
The choice to be nothing is finally mine.
For love’s final labor is letting it die—
No echoes of memory, no last goodbye.
May 8
May 8, 2026 at 1:32 AM UTC
The crimson blush of February's dawn,
A whispered promise, softly drawn.
With hearts entwined, and spirits high,
A Valentine's Day, beneath a sky
Of gentle hues, a love-filled scene,
My dearest, you, my love, serene.
We carved our names in frosted glass,
A testament, a loving pass.
A symphony of laughter bright,
Illuminating the fading night.
With candlelight and whispered words,
My heart, my love, my world, my birds.
We danced beneath the moon's soft gleam,
A whispered secret, a joyful dream.
The air alive with happy sighs,
As love's sweet melody did rise.
Through shared embraces, tender touch,
My love for you, I'll always clutch.
For in your eyes, a universe,
A treasure trove, a love's reverse.
You gave me back the love I sought,
A gift of solace, dearly bought.
For in your arms, my spirit soared,
My heart's true treasure, evermore adored.
So thank you, love, for being you,
A starlit night, a love anew.
For every smile, each tender kiss,
My Valentine, my happiness.
May love's sweet flame forever burn,
My heart's true joy, my Valentine's return.
Feb 13, 2025
Feb 13, 2025 at 4:21 PM UTC
sometimes there's no logic in what I do,
I just do what I think must be done--
and can be done at the moment,
I'll hold my head high and believe in myself,
you're no different, right?
Feb 23, 2022
Feb 23, 2022 at 12:59 PM UTC
wrong-doers do good at times,
good-doers do evil at times,
that's how humans are,
that's how we are,
that's why there's hope in everyone.
Feb 23, 2022
Feb 23, 2022 at 12:59 PM UTC
You are one step away.
All your hard work
will be rewarded.
Keep going.
Feb 23, 2022
Feb 23, 2022 at 12:58 PM UTC
Sometimes I wish I can refresh my mind,
delete all these problems, undo all my mistakes but save all the happy moments.
Feb 23, 2022
Feb 23, 2022 at 12:57 PM UTC