This is how i remember it...

The first time that i saw her
was on the 14th day of July.
It has been exactly one year
since the day i laid my eyes
on this beautiful girl
and on that day
I knew exactly what love
looked like.
Love wore a red plaid shirt and
a red bandanna.
Love took my breath away.
I just knew that
I had to know her name.
Moments passed,
I finally gained the courage to
ask Love to join me.
Then there i was,
Staring at Love,
as if I couldn't believe
that she's finally here
after years of searching for her.
Love reached out her hand,
opened her mouth,
and said her name.

Right there and then, I knew that Love has entered my life.

Wala pa mang nagsisimulang mangyari
sa'ting dalawa pero
bakit tila parang lahat ay tinapos mo na?

Masyado na akong nahihiya
na sabihin sa'yo
ang nararamdaman ko.

Kaya itatago ko na lang ito
sa likod ng
mga mahihinhin na ngiti at
mga kabadong pangangamusta.

Natatakot ako na
kung tanungin man kita
"Anong tingin mo sakin?"
ang sagot mo ay

*"Hindi ikaw ang nais kong makita."

Nadudurog na ba ang dila mo?
Ikaw ba'y naghihingalo na?
Nagsasawa ka na ba?
Sabihin mo nga,
nadudurog na ba ang dila mo
sa tuwing binibigkas mo sakin
ang mga salitang
"Mahal kita"
Ngunit siya ang nais ****
makaharap?
Dahil ramdam ko ang pait
sa iyong dila sa bawat letra.
Alam kong ayaw **** ipakita
na nahihirapan ka na.
Pero mahal, sabihin mo kung suko ka na.
Dahil nauubusan na ko ng rason
para manatili pa.
Kung sabihin ko ba sa iyo
na ramdam kong nalalapnos
ang iyong balat
sa tuwing niyayakap kita.
Hindi mo ba halata?
Wala ng init na dumadaloy
sa ating dalawa.
Parang kapeng naiwan,
onti onting nanlalamig na
ngunit hindi ko malimutan
ang pasong iniwan mo saking mga labi.
Kung ako na kaya ang bumitaw?
Mahihirapan ka pa ba?
Madudurog ka pa ba?
O di kaya ikaw na ang magsabing
"Ayoko na"
Sabihin mo nga,

Magdurugo ba ang iyong dila?

I have got this  idea,
a stupid wish, a nonsensical desire
of being in a car accident.
Hear me, I want you to.

I prefer to be in the backseat,
seat belt on, and a frequent mannerism
of looking down, in front
on the driver's dashboard. I do that,
I always want to know the speed
and how fast the others outside this space
of metal and cushion. I don't want to be the driver,
knowing myself, I would not get myself into one.
I am a safe *****, that is all.
Then, here goes nothing -
I want the car to crash. I still haven't made my mind
on where or what are we going to crash.
Maybe a wall. Maybe another car. Maybe a post.
I want it to be something solid, but not alive.
Trees are the exceptions. I want the car
to kiss that solid thing, head on.

I don't want the pain that may come along,
I don't want to call it a near death experience,
I want that instant where -
everything seems unreal
or too real my head would not be able to
understand. I want that portion of time
where I decide do I close my eyes or not,
that moment that I will have my life question itself.
And I don't wish death I don't wish to live, either.
Just that moment, where I could think
how instantaneous life can be.
I want that tick of the clock
the clashing of realities and dimensions..

I want that moment,
I need to feel that moment of being just between death and life
where everything doesn't matter anymore, but I still know
they exist.

I have this stupid idea,
nothing so important, nothing so surreal
but to wish this
is the demand I am willing
to pursue.

Today,
Something bit me,
An insect of some sort.
The next thing i know,
My whole right arm was swollen.
I coudnt bare the pain.
Tears run down my face.
I can feel the wound pounding, literally.
This wound reminded me of you.
How I dont know how to get rid of you.
How numbingly painful it is to feel you.
How i know that you will be gone
After a few days,
few minutes,
few seconds.
But the thing is,
I will never forget the pain
because of the scar you left
on my impeccable heart.