You told me I was everything you needed,
I was everything you wanted,
that I was your everything.

I believed you,
but when I looked into your eyes,

they stated otherwise.

Noong panahong ika'y nasa aking mga akap,
mga panahong binubulungan mo pa ako ng mga pangarap mo sa buhay,
noong gabing iyon ang hindi ko makakalimutan.

Hinawakan mo ang aking kamay at tayo'y nagtitigan,
ngumisi ka na para bang nahihirapan ngumiti o tumawa.

Nag-paalam ka,
eto na ang huling pagkakataon,
ang huling tayo.

Pero malay mo,
sa susunod na tayo'y magkita muli,

ikaw at ako pa rin,
sa tamang panahon.

From the texture of your palm in which I believed it was smooth when all this time it had been rough.

From the joy in your eyes whenever I'd look and stare at them as if nothing matters when all this time they were dull and filled with anger.

From the sweet words you feed me in my everyday life where I believed every single word only to find out it was nothing but pure lies and empty.

The laughter, the smiles, the giggles, the acts, the affirmation
all of them were nothing but lies that hides from a beautiful face.

But regardless how much I know this much was true,
I couldn't help but to still choose you over and over again,
until I set my sanity free and chose to be blinded
by the beauty you had

on the outside.

"Pray 1 Our Father, 3 Hail Mary's and 1 Glory Be" Said the father behind the booth in which I hesitated to continue knowing seeing you later that day would mean sinning.

From the way you look, to the sound escaping your lips. From your laughter, to your mewls and whimpers.

I was willing to confess everyday if it would mean sinning for you.