Pero hindi, hindi 'iyan ang dahilan kung bakit ayaw ko na. Ayaw ko na kase...

Gusto kong maging kaibigan ka pa
Ayaw kong dumaan lang sa buhay mo
At maging yugto nito
Hindi ko gustong maging tayo

Sana lang maging magkaibigan lang tayo
Yung matagal at walang hiwalayan
Ayaw kong mahulog sa'yo
Gusto ko lang parating nasa tabi mo

Ayaw kong mahulog sa'yo
Kasi ayaw kong maghanap pa uli ng tulad mo
Ayaw kong magsimula uli sa iba
Pero hinahanap ko sakanya ay ikaw parin pala

Ayaw kong mahulog sa isang kaibigan
Dahil lahat sila, wala nang kabigan
Wala nang balikan
Kaya ayaw ko

Gusto kong magkasama lang tayo
Walang kuryente, walang kabog ng dibdib
Hindi slow motion o fortune teller
Gusto ko magkasama lang tayo

Walang tayo pero may pagmamahal
Bilang kaibigan, parang magkapatid lang
Walang mas malalim pa
Walang lalalim pa
Kasi kapag gano'n, ayaw ko na

Iiwan na kita.
Ayaw ko na.

I swear to myself I won't miss you
Nor stare at you like how I used to
I swear I won't talk to you again with enthusiasm
Nor tell you tales about dragons and stuff
I swear I'll never love you more even If I had the chance
Nor wrap you in my embrace when the morning's too cold
I swear all of these
But I can't promise to not write about you every single time

How you cried over her
How you laughed about a dog chasing its tail
How you smile like a puppy
How those passion in your eyes burns like hell
How your pain kills you
How everything about you makes me go crazy over and over again
How I cannot contemplate why I fell for someone as simple as you..
Like how the hell did you get in?
Guess you sneaked in
when I left my heart opened when 'twas wounded

I can't feel anything right now.
Look what you've done
Whatever, I feel okay with the setup
Anyone, whoever makes you happy as me when I see you
It's all what matters to me
It was always you who matter to me

I never know how long
I never know when this will suddenly stop I never know how to
But you know what?
When I do, I'll be the happiest
I hope my heart would be given back to me
So it can rest from the war.

I dreamed of you tonight
You were there
Along with the maidens
I've dreamed before you

I cannot understand why
But you are the main star
I know I know
I just stared at you from afar
We never talked
You never knew me
But why am I so proud of you?

Why do I love your soul so much?
Why do I long for you?
We've only met once
I've only seen you thrice in my life
You've only seen me once
But is it enough
To call this love?

It's been years
I've search for you for years
But I cannot find answers
So I settled to love
Those who are near
Yet so far

But right now?
You are so far
Yet I feel you so near
Beside my heart

And sooner,
Inside my heart

Aria
I stutter, I-uhm,
My thoughts are entangled
It was a melody that allured me
Those expressive ****** smile

H-how did I gain the courage that day?
Sometimes God gives us things we didn't pray for
I don't think I could hide any of these poems to you
How could my feelings be like music
Specifically, a rhapsody
Always changing, uncertain

Writers are evil, I told myself
They have their hearts broken
Million pieces like the stars
And portray life as universe

They hide themselves behind those pens
And begin to tell the greatest story ever told
They put cream and honey to their tales
To sweeten our journey or feel bad about ourselves

They bleed to death
And use past lovers as an ink
Merely thinking of how to easily get over
They fear being alone and hopeless

But then I met someone
And this is the irony of my story
I've seen someone's soul
I've felt someone's agony

Someone who cries
Is hurt
Broken
Who loves to write

It's funny how those smiles
Hide a deep secret no one knows
Neither you
I was captivated, 'twas a trap

Signorina, no, o! mia ragazza,

You know what I realized after You?
I realized that writers are no evil
They were not at all
They are scarred, broken, and lost individuals
They need attention
But they have no physical voice to shout
They have strenght to move their hand
So they wouldn't have to hurt anyone
But with their words.

Writers are no evil
They are silent rebels
People who share
Selfless enough not to pour their wrath in a verbal way
That would soon go away

They are cunning individuals
Wise enough to know
You may hurt them once or multiple times
But brace yourself and understand
That letters and art are forever
And with that, with the generations to come
You'll be forever hated

It was a huge closet
Fancy clothes
Ballgowns and heels
Dresses and flats

Ornamented with flowery designs
With thin fine lines
Diamonds and gems and pearls
Matches the girl with curls

A pair of blue jeans
Denim jacket
Converse and white shirt
Hidden inside the huge closet

Black unsophisticated clothes
Beanies, caps and shades
Coats and ties and bows
She cannot wear on times she want

This is for she: pink ladylike
For him is blue and manly
Straight long hair
Or a fine undercut

You cannot lover you don't
You cannot love him, he won't
If this is so wrong
Why can't this stop all along?

If you watch ****, you sweat
You hide what is wrong
But when did love become unacceptable?
When the standards are so strong
That loving someone
Is now just a set of rules

It's funny how we can call this world a home
When only the chosen one inside the closet
Who can endure much
Can easily blend in

And the homeless out
Freezes with cold stares and shrugs
Disgust and homophobic thoughts
Unless we give them a chance

No, this is all wrong
How could we tolerate someone who ran away from home?
But how can you call them runaways
When from the start
The truth is naked

That in this place
For them there is no space

It is a huge closet
Where you're safe inside
Where you have clothes you SHOULD wear
Remember you are a her
But why the heck is your heart also for her?

May silong at hangin
Sa bagsik ng tirik,
Kung sumuong lalagkit
Puno't halaman

May tubig at init
Malakas na kampay
Umaalon
Umaalulong

Maginhawang buhay
Pipiliin ba?
Kapalit ng lahat
Ikaw ba sakali'y sasapat?

Himukin man
Sisirin ang ugat
Maghintay ng tagak
Lagpak-lagpak

Ang problema?

Mga nagsusulat na di nagbabasa
Mga nagbabasa na nakakaintindi
Mga nakakaintindi na di nakakaunawa
Mga nakakaunawa na di gumagawa
Mga gumagawa na di nag-iisip
Mga nag-iisip na di nagmamahal
Mga nagmamahal na di nagpapatawad
Mga nagpapatawad na di nakakalimot
Mga nakakalimot...

Blessed are those who are loved by someone they love
Blessed are those who still love though same feelings they do not have
Blessed are those friends to keep by their side
They stare from afar and think how lucky they have had
Blessed are those inlove with someone from above
They admire the stars and not because of cars
Blessed are those who love though not alive
They travelled far though not a single soul found
But still hoped to find love
Blessed are those who loved with all their hearts
or had loved once or twice,
instead of someone who hasn't love at all.

Anyone could be a prodigy at a young age
Anyone could already learn different languages
Anyone could play different instruments
For these things are learned through teaching and studying

But nothing beats a writer
A writer had gone through experiences
Ups and downs in a roller coaster
Not through too much trainings
But with pure feelings

When your head aches, mine blows.
When you're sad, my world falls apart.
When you're angry with me, I'm like a lost puppy.
When you ignore me, I could see a lifeless body.
When you're in pain, I'm an asylum, insane.
But when you're happy, I never remember what is melancholy.
Because I'm your emotions' xerox copy.

You are the cause of my agony.
A companion who cannot see nor feel me.
We used to laugh together.
Share secrets whatever.

There were times I smile for you.
Deep down all I feel is blue.
My mind cannot contemplate how this is true.
My feelings depends always on you.
I never had my own since I met you.
Now you feel sick, I need an Ibuprofen too.
Maybe If you leave this place,
I'll follow after you.