but then i see a photo of myself and remember something else like my life before and after you.
4d ago
May 31, 2026 at 7:55 AM UTC
But yes, I do. I paid blood, sweat, tears for it. Karmic reaction is not that hard to comprehend, I knew I had to lose everything.
Sep 8, 2025
Sep 8, 2025 at 7:06 AM UTC
Dont let people ruin things for you. Dont let them be the reason why you don’t watch your favorite series anymore, why you skip songs, why you switched beers, or why you dont go to your usual place anymore. That’s yours. You watch it, listen to it, you do it, and let it hurt you. Sit still and let your emotions fill you, but dont let it control you. Stay inside your room. Cry. ******* cry. Call your friend, say it to them. Cry. Dont let it numb you. It’s better to be sad than feel nothing at all. So go, listen to the playlist you did for them, let the words stab you. It will hurt, **** it will hurt. You will shake, you will cry, and you will feel like you’re drowning cos its harder to breathe now. But you let it hurt. Until you wake up one day and it doesnt hurt anymore. The scar is there, for sure, but it doesn’t hurt anymore. It will come. God hears all your silent prayers, and you will pray some more.
Aug 12, 2025
Aug 12, 2025 at 11:40 AM UTC
Huwag mo 'ko hintayin sa dulo,
kitain mo ako sa kalagitnaan.
Sabayan mo ako.
Jul 19, 2019
Jul 19, 2019 at 10:37 AM UTC
It’s as if He aligned the whole solar system,
to make the universe beautiful for you,
and then He gave you to me.
God knows all my silent prayers.
Mar 11, 2019
Mar 11, 2019 at 9:21 AM UTC
I didn't say yes, either
but babe, no amount of shower
can wash away your touch.
Not even brushing my teeth,
I can still taste your mouth.
It's not love, not even close
the difference was
you acted like it was real,
I didn't even had to act.
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 5:29 AM UTC
pag apak ko pa lang sa pampang,
lunod na ka agad.
tubig na pumapasok sa baga,
hinahayaan lang.
pero bakit ganoon?
pilit ka paring sinisisid,
kahit ang tubig hanggang talampakan,
kahit abot kamay lang ang buhangin.
hindi ako aahon, hindi ako hihinga,
mas gugustuhin kong malunod,
kesa umahon sa mundong wala ka.
sisisirin hanggang may perlas na makuha.
Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 10:32 AM UTC
That's what I keep telling myself,
is it a good thing or a bad thing?
Almost four months of heart breaks
and a kick on the gut.
And it took me so long to write this poem,
That today marks the 244th day.
Or i dont know, I lost count.
It’s safe to say that it’s been a while.
I don’t really know how I managed
to still be here, breathing.
When all I wanted was to see you,
and look at your smiles.
It’s been a while, and I’m still here.
Maybe because he’s looking out for me.
And that’s the thing that lets me sleep.
That keeps me going.
Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 9:39 PM UTC
stiff, my body's almost dead
shaky, hands are most likely to fail
slow, almost not moving
but still,
standing.
Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 10:48 AM UTC
It came into my senses that I've been writing for the people who left,
Not for the people who stayed.
I've been writing at night so let me start off by saying,
This is not the end, but a restart.
I'm writing in the afternoon, naked, before I take my shower,
Thinking, this is enough.
I am enough.
No more silly sorry
that comes out of my mouth automatically.
Like it's been sitting in my tongue,
waiting for my lips to part.
This is not a good bye poem but rather,
a fresh start.
No more hiding and running,
I've been so attached to the people who gave up,
That I almost gave up too.
It was selfish.
The time spent to this
Kingdom of loneliness,
Yelling at me with whispers and thin air,
Letting the void be filled with darkness,
Always listening. Never talking. But, I
Rise with my broken bones, not to fight back but
Only to hug bruised skin, and fragile heart
Saying, "this is nothing,"
Saying, "this is okay."
And say, "I'm still here."
Jul 8, 2018
Jul 8, 2018 at 10:18 PM UTC