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22/corner of a coffee shop in a spur of infatuation, came birth. since then, making paper planes// name: in roman numerals and anagrams
sa mata ng ordinaryong nilalang: sa kalangitan madalas kayong naghahabulan nagtataguan, ng mga liwanag at ng mga nararamdaman. sa malawak na daigdaig, kayo ang nagbibigay liwanag; kayo ang hinahanap, kayo ang kailangan. ang mga bituin                                                                           ay kumikislap     patay sindi,                   'di makapirmi ang mga bituin ay   madami, 'di nag-iisa,                                                                      kun'di nagkalat na 'isa',                                                                           'di isang buo                                                                                   kun'di isang                                                                                           sansinukob ng: naghalong emosyon, 'di mapiling pagkakakilanlan, daan daang kasinungalingan makapagtago lamang; sa liwanag niya,                                                                                                                       dahil mas importante siya dahil siya ang iyong tinitingala, isang malaking bolang mainit, nag-aalab, nakakabulag. isa kang masokista, pinili mo ang mapanakit niyang init. isa kang arsonista, pinili **** makipaglaro sa apoy. 'di ka naman nag-iisa ngunit martyr ako, at ikaw ang pinili ko. siya si sol, ikaw si luna, ako ang mga bituin, kayo ang naghahabulan, ako ang kumikislap/ kumukutikutitap/ kumukurap, ako ang nagbubugulan.                                                                                                                                   bituing matagal nang patay
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May 12, 2021
May 12, 2021 at 1:03 PM UTC
siya si sol, ikaw si luna, at ako ang mga bituin tila 'di na nabigyang pansin
sa mata ng ordinaryong nilalang: sa kalangitan madalas kayong naghahabulan nagtataguan, ng mga liwanag at ng mga nararamdaman. sa malawak na daigdaig, kayo ang nagbibigay liwanag; kayo ang hinahanap, kayo ang kailangan. ang mga bituin                                                                           ay kumikislap     patay sindi,                   'di makapirmi ang mga bituin ay   madami, 'di nag-iisa,                                                                      kun'di nagkalat na 'isa',                                                                           'di isang buo                                                                                   kun'di isang                                                                                           sansinukob ng: naghalong emosyon, 'di mapiling pagkakakilanlan, daan daang kasinungalingan makapagtago lamang; sa liwanag niya,                                                                                                                       dahil mas importante siya dahil siya ang iyong tinitingala, isang malaking bolang mainit, nag-aalab, nakakabulag. isa kang masokista, pinili mo ang mapanakit niyang init. isa kang arsonista, pinili **** makipaglaro sa apoy. 'di ka naman nag-iisa ngunit martyr ako, at ikaw ang pinili ko. siya si sol, ikaw si luna, ako ang mga bituin, kayo ang naghahabulan, ako ang kumikislap/ kumukutikutitap/ kumukurap, ako ang nagbubugulan.                                                                                                                                   bituing matagal nang patay
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he's the perfect, kind of- an equation with different variables (which -coincidentally- matches with mine) that made (sneaking) finding moments          between (our)        rigid                   bodies easy; but we both know, all moments sum up to zero, is there really n o t h i n g ?
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Feb 14, 2021
Feb 14, 2021 at 4:13 PM UTC
anagrams are made to decode, not just to read it Limear
it's past 12 midnight -and that should just be okay given with my quarantine body clock, but i haven't slept for the past 36 hours: -i walked around the city, -i exhausted my brain with responsibilities, -i distracted myself with hobbies, but i just can't seem to sleep. it's amazing how overthinking really rallies with your mind, and how it affects your whole biological being. it's amazing how, one brief moment with a stranger, bugs me like this. his lips, his warm embrace, his sweet voice. i just can't seem to sleep, i need him,
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Jul 27, 2020
Jul 27, 2020 at 12:55 PM UTC
i can't seem to sleep
someone once told me -long before when i used to play music so loud so loud to help keep the whispers at bay       the monsters hidden within             the unanswered questions, doubts, unanswered, that to be able to appreciate music, lower the volume, take it in, softly, gently, and hear it calmly. but then,         the whispers             the monsters                 the unanswered questions                                               doubts    are louder, s c r EA mIng,                    loud, louder than      the heartb e a t,        dum, dumdum, dum.....                     too soft.... too.. hoax.
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Jul 24, 2020
Jul 24, 2020 at 1:32 PM UTC
my tears ricochet
a week has passed and since then, my love for you found refuge in my close friend's list -settled for knowing that you saw it, saw me, perhaps, even through me. -settled for knowing that you, are there for me. -settled, for knowing you.
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Jul 10, 2020
Jul 10, 2020 at 6:49 PM UTC
sun-k1ssed good morning, Paolo
how can someone -a math genius and a poet, be so dense 'bout love?
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Jul 9, 2020
Jul 9, 2020 at 9:48 AM UTC
haiku for YoUe; a romantic innuendo
and before the sun hit my windows, or before the warmth of its light kiss my cheeks, i dreamt of you. it started with a random event, venue and cast, -people are at our newly renovated house, celebrating; family, relatives and close relations, and then you came. you entered the house with such elegance and demeanor which urged my unconscious self tremble in fluster and unknowingly smile, how could a person be so beautiful? and so you sat down on the seat beside me, facing my family; we moved past the introductions as i frantically searched for your excuse for visiting me -how are you here? do you have an ongoing project nearby, perhaps? i kept asking questions, to make up an excuse for your visitation, but you kept answering 'No," and when i gave up you completed your answer, "No, I don't know." You smiled. You smiled as if I know what you meant. You smiled as if that'll erase the glares of the people around. You smiled as if we understood each other, so well. You smiled, and for the first time i saw your vulnerability; you were shy, flustered and utterly adorable -you didn't even try; you smiled as if you're helplessly falling in love. and then i smiled, as if to answer your proposal, as if i knew what you meant, and that i say 'yes.' but as all dreams work, i woke up.
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Jul 6, 2020
Jul 6, 2020 at 7:06 PM UTC
note 17; 7th of july