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A star is born.
So young and dumb.
Resents in life and in love.
Independence he wishes,
Eager to break free.
Little star, space is dark.
Written by: Paul Joshua B. Santiago
I'm laying on my bed.
Thinking about the things I've imbedded.
I'll remember the memories I've created.
Only to realize I'll soon be dead.

Life is short, nothing more.
I lived my life until my heart tore.
I am so tired and torn.
A forever rest from everything I've borne.

For my death, this is my eulogy.
For the people, this is my apology.
You don't have to worry now.
This is my forever vow.
Written by: Paul Joshua B. Santiago
To whom it may concern,
    We went through a quick journey, and it was fun. I had a great time creating memories with you. Though it was just a journey for a couple of days, we made the most of it. We had our laughs and tears together. All that was enough for me to love you.
    
    Tonight, we started to put our limits. Though I felt like I lost you, deep in my heart told me to stay. I wanted to do better this time even if it cost me to break my heart all over again. It'll be worth the wait, worth the sacrifice, and it's going to be the worthiest pain to bear. I know all of this is going to be worth it in the end, even if it will cost my life one day.

    I am not saying goodbye to you. I'm just trying to say that I'll still be here waiting for you, even though the uncertain future tells me that I may not be the man for you to marry. Along our personal journeys, we will meet a lot of new people. These people will enter our lives and maybe you'll find the man who'll be the best for you.

    I will be there on your wedding day, and that's promise. Though I know that your wedding will be the happiest day of your life, it will be the most painful day of my life. I'll be seeing the woman I really love being married to a man who's better than me. This is most likely to happen in the future, but I will keep my promise to wait for you until the very end.

                                                           ­             Sincerely yours,
                                                          ­              ...
Written by: Paul Joshua B. Santiago
In this garden of rose,
I am a mere petal.
As each one nears the ground,
Your lessons grasp us,
Embracing our importance.

Your words gracefully flutter out,
Captivating valuable lessons to heart
How precious one is,
To be capable of gathering such knowledge.

Akin to archangels,
Who reach to our hearts
Diaphanous in tongue
Yet more than words could ever pierce

Drops like the rain
Abundant unto the tender grass
Prime a seedling
With manna-like expertise

Let us sit by the water’s edge
Give heed to the music of the waves
Noticing every creature in it
Understanding the importance of each one

He who created you
Had a reason to
Memorable moments to cherish
For time could fly and perish

Only a few moments of connection
Misty, undefined, and perhaps even doubtful
But you, my eyes, search beyond what is seen
You, who my soul resonates with

Lead my steps, I know you will
And pray I'll never deviate
For a few moments, your love so strong
Encases me in my resolutions
Teacher's Day Project
Written by: Aurora/rory & Kiara Jo
Why do we love?
Why do we get hurt?
Why do emotions exist?
Why do we have feelings?

Why is relationship a need?
Why cannot we be all alone?
Why do we long for someone?
Why do we ask this kind of questions?
Written by: Paul Joshua B. Santiago
I promised you we'd be together.
I promised you I'll love you forever.
So, why?
Oh, why am I lying in the clouds all alone?
All alone without you forever.
Written by: Paul Joshua B. Santiago
The happiest and saddest memories.
Remember them all for centuries.
For those moments,
Are life’s components.

Without these memories or those moments,
then, “Who are we?”
“Who are you?”
And “Who am I?”

“Past, present, and future.
Everyday we enter an uncertain future.
Anything can happen, nothing is sure.
But the past is key to making a better future.”

Let us not forget our History.
For our stories then,
Helps us create tomorrow’s story.
In every decision, let us be wise men.

“Past, present, and future.
Everyday we are in a twilight.
Where it’s neither past nor future.
So, every second is like a unique starlight.”

Treasure every moment.
Remember all memories.
For time runs fast, and life is short.
So let us not take time for granted.
Written by: Paul Joshua B. Santiago
I know dreams fleet.
And I know they won't repeat.
But how are you there?
In every dream that I bear.

I'm in my dark place.
With my catastrophic pace.
Yet you did not get dismayed.
And you still stayed.

My erronous ideas in the dark.
You made it spark.
For the first time, I felt jubilant.
Where no one just can't.

You did not renounce on me,
You chose to stay with me.
Even though  I'm cranky at times.
You still gave your time.

But all this is just a project of my brain.
I'm now back with consternation and pain.
This was my shred of hope in my dreams.
I finally woke up after a decade of dreams.
My Old Project
Written by: Paul Joshua B. Santiago
Today may be very painful.
Tomorrow will still be painful.
Next month will still hurt.
And the future may hurt you again.

Some may think it's impossible.
Others may think it's simple.
We may think it's too hard.
You may question is it possible?

For those who are moving on,
Hear me out.
Letting time pass isn't moving on.
Nor forgetting isn't moving on.

Time won't heal you.
And you will not forget it either.
Being numb won't be better.
Nor sometimes getting back for the better.

You must accept.
You must forgive.
You must learn.
You must improve.

For not all relationships last forever.
For goodbyes are for the better.
For you and I are not meant together.
For this is the reality of Moving On, miss or mister.
Written By: Paul Joshua B. Santiago
I met you with lonely eyes.
And looked through and found lies.
Lies that darkened your blue skies.
And at night, your heart cries.

Day by day we got closer.
And closer… and closer.
My heart starts to wonder deeper.
But I know nothing lasts forever.

I told you one worst day would come.
And it will be very bitter like r-u-m.
This made us so worrisome.
And I’m sorry, but I know this day will come.

One evening,
The moon and stars wasn’t shining.
Because that evening…
You told me you were leaving.

I already knew, but still felt pain.
I already knew, but still in vain.
I already knew, but still it rained.
And with that, it made me insane.

I regretted things.
I lost my feelings.
I felt my heart breaking.
I hear my mind screaming.

And there I was, at the edge I stood.
Watching the sun as it slowly sets.
Wishing that we never had met.
Because you are too hard to forget.
"My thoughts and feelings tonight."

Written by: Paul Joshua B. Santiago
Blue skies and fresh air.
A vast forest with trees higher than sky scrapers.
An ecosystem, where all natural systems runs smoothly.
Where nothing disturb the natural systems unequally.

Bonfires and music.
History was built and written, yet no wars nor chaos existed.
Human beings fought for survival, but no one sought for greed.
All lives were lived, yet not a single society live with toxicity.

An equilibrium exist between nature and humans.
All things exist with their own purpose.
All this things exist in Pandora,
Yet can't exist in our planet Earth.
Just a thought that popped up in my head. :>

Written by: Paul Joshua B. Santiago
As I walk along the sunflower road,
I was greeted by the east wind.
The sun was setting behind me.
The best memories comes back to life.

The sunflower road shines at night.
Fireflies lit up the dark sky.
Like stars, they shine like diamonds.
The best memories plays like a movie.

The sunflower road leads to sunrise.
My eyes shines as the sun rise.
Tears drop down my cheeks,
As the best memories end.

The bright sky turned gray.
The storm came and the rain fell.
I looked up the sky and felt the rain.
The sunflowers then looked down.

"This is my Hello and Goodbye."
Written by: Paul Joshua B. Santiago
As the sun arose the horizon,
I am engulfed by clouds of poison.
Green and toxic it may be,
The beauty of the morning sun numbs me.

As the storm comes,
No clouds hover over me.
The sky is clear and free.
I am calm as the birds hum.

As the rainbow shines,
I feel the rain fall.
The sky is grey and sad.
Why am I crying this bad?

As the sun sets behind me,
The darkness then ate me.
Waking up with no past to remember,
My heart now lost its ember.
Written By: Paul Joshua B. Santiago
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