Your voice feeling,
Barriers dissipate.
Frisking into each others thoughts,
It felt like you're beside me.

An aria to my ears.
Clicks flowing through my veins,
Seeping in the fissures of my brain.
Your words resonates within my soul.

Gusto niyong matuto kami mag-isip pero sarado naman kayo sa mungkahe namin. Para sa inyo lahat ng salita na lumalabas sa aming labi ay isang uri ng paghihimagsik.

Yan ba ang ehemplo na gusto niyo namin sundin? Na isara ang inyong tenga at ipilit ang inyong paraan, hangang sa punto na bantaan mo pa kami na palayasin sa inyong bahay?

Yan ba ang gusto niyong ibakat sa aming pagiisip, na walang kwenta makipag-usap sa inyo dahil walang kwenta ang aming opinyon?

Tapos nagtataka kayo kung bakit gustong gusto namin magsarili at talikuran ang inyong paraan ng pamumuhay? Hindi ito resulta ng katamaran o pagiging rebelde, resulta to ng inyong di-makatuwirang ugali

What are you waiting for?
Waves to carry you to shore?
A beating heart at your doorstep?
How many shooting stars have to fly by?
Flowers don't water themselves
Chess pieces don't move on their own
Make your move, NOW

Do not push around the meek
For Peace can wage wars
Dare not pull it's strings
For Calmness can inflict storms
Stir not it's unruffled clouds
For Serenity knows conflict

You really had to put yourself in a desperate situation? Like hoping an ant to carry the weight of the world, you're long mashed to absurdity before you realize what kind of mess you got yourself into. Hopelessly wishing everything will fall into place around a flower that has long pollinated another—beating a lifeless carcass. You only desire tranquil conditions, that's good, but you're after it with the wrong other. All this affection, all this pursuit, could have been smothered on someone deserving of you. When will you realize you've poured enough tears from your earthenware, running dry? Stop writing with feathers on rough concrete, your fairy tale has long ended―it's not a happily ever after.

I hate to see the butterfly limping from despair. It saddens me to see it flying from one wilting flower to another. I'm sorry, if the redwood was barren of the ambrosia she desires.

You never really bother keeping time at all.
All you wish is to spend eternity in that moment.
Alive and dead in that moment,
Framing yourself—outside the sands of time.

I am tired, I am worn
I just realized how love could easily be dispensed for another
I loved you with every molecule of my being
I’d like to move on with you
But I guess, you want to move on with someone else
Am I too pure, too innocent for you?
Am I taking this too seriously, it scares you?
You said, I’m a "rarity", but you expect me to woo you like the previous person that devastated you?
I’d like you to think this out really carefully
Because I'm tired of the mix signals you're giving off
Because I'm tired from laying low
I’m thinking of letting you go, for real this time
I tried my best to make you aware my love
I’m sorry if it wasn’t enough
A sputtering star trying to draw your attention, shimmering haplessly
Perhaps, I’m just a speck of dust in your vast cosmos—surrounded with stars more alluring
I tried to see you as a friend, but I just can’t see things the way they were
I can’t simply revert back to my former self, and pretend nothing happened, because something did
You taught me that just because we had so much in common, even if we shared the same views, the same quirks, and once, the same longing for each other
You can still be cruel enough to leave a laceration at someone’s heart that throbs for you
You can still clog someone's lungs with tar and nails who’s very purpose is to breathe for you
Please do not have the audacity to think that my arms are always unfurled for you, because I will still love you, but no longer as a lover, but as a compassionate deserter
My heart still burns for you, but I have to look away with just enough coldness to keep my sanity
Should I take this as a trial or a memorial?
Think carefully, my soulmate
Think, very carefully, my love