I believe love follows the first Law of Thermodynamics. It can neither be created nor destroyed; it can only be transferred or changed from one form to another. We all have love in ourselves; which is why we have acts of humanity, we take care of animals and we care for the environment. When we meet someone special, the love within us awakens. It continuously changes from one form to another. Which is why we hug, we kiss, we cuddle & do things for them. And if/when the relationship comes to an end, the love never dies; it is never destroyed. It will only change into something more meaningful, something more definite; it could be acceptance, forgiveness, memories and many more.

- m-k.s

The beginning and the end will always have the greater impact than to what’s in between.

That moment when you can't sleep.
When suddenly, all the blood ran against gravity.
And you can't even close your eyes for a tick; of time.
Coz any second you might stop being mine.

My heart is a warm bed of Earth and all you ever do is to dig everything out of it.

I ran out of rhyme to make you feel,
What I keep on doing to you, is what I need-
Words to help you think that this is all real,
Yet your interest was never on my deed.

I tried- and keep on trying to continue,
This momentum felt only by few-
Though I was exhausted, tired with no clue.
Still connecting the dots you drew.

And sometimes, I think I was just a moment in someone’s life;
like a rock to stumble on, or a craving satisfied.

She lived with the stars, where he stands beneath them.
She was dressed like the Sun, where he enjoyed the warmth- and
She painted the clouds to gray, while he was praying for some rain.

They were perfect, until I came.

I am the Moon- and took his eyes away from her.
I am the night, as he was begging to share the same bed- and
I am the wind, who blew her away from him.

I was sick last night and I couldn't help but cry,
As the morning comes I thought I'd wake up with something, yet you didn't even try-
To ask if I'm still okay. God, my heart's shattering.
As you speak, like I'm nothing.

You're good and it's good to know.
But a little concern for me? You forgot to show.
I guess if you really want something, you'll be dying to get.
All I hope is that someday, it won't be *regrets.

Pagkakitang muli, isinuot na ang maskara-
Labing itinatago sa ngiti,
Katotohanang nakikita
Maaaring tama, maaaring mali
Walang kasiguraduhan- tulad sa hangganan ng iyong pananatili

Ngunit masisisi mo ba sila, sa pangambang kahit ako ay nababahala
Makita kang masaya, kahit sa piling ng iba-
Muli, pag-asa'y nawala
Kaya puso ko, tulog na-
Magpahinga ka muna.

What a wonderful world you built for two,
A painter you are, and she- a hue
Guess I'll always be the girl; a palette only with shades of blue,
Drawn in my mind, *me and you.

“My thoughts are a sky full of rain clouds, and it never go away..”

I said while looking up. *“You see I can feel the raindrops on my cheeks..” I added.

*“My dear, the night is calm and the moon is saying hi… You’re just crying”

So much depends to the brown-eyed guy who stole my heart.
So much depends to his unidentical thumbs that makes me laugh.
So much depends to his wrinkled eyes that looks like a cat.

And there's more to that...

So much depends on him taking another risk to try again.
So much depends on the fear he had experienced- and
So much depends to what I have offered him.
*Love.

It is painful to die...

That's one thing that pops out of my head when I think of dying.
Before, I always think it was easy; or easier
But it was *selfishness.

Daily separations made me numb, or rather; pulled me away from selflessness
But everything is different, from a different eye.

To the messy table we left after our dinner dates,
I always leave veggies on my plate;
Coz you know how much I hate them,
then you'll tell me, with a smile, to eat them.

To the all the places we used to go,
filled with smoke, from both our lungs and so;
Then we'll both promise to begin to stop,
At the end, I'm the only one who made it to the top.

To those new faces we knew,
from my friends, down to you;
I hoped for something that'll last,
didn't know it would be fast.

*All were the same, no one begged to stay.
It's like a routine, over and over again.
I wish I still have the strength to say,
but sorry, my heart lived with pain.

We live in a world with bursting emotions and unfulfilled promises-
Of utter chaos and deafening silence.-
With unfinished and undeveloped things- including love.

We create something we thought we need-
Fought for anything until we bleed-
In everything we do, better or worse, we take a risk- including you.

We end something that has never started-
Broke something that has been broken-
But we tend to continue-

Who/what comes in your mind first thing in the morning?*

Obviously, it's not me.

“I love it when she’s around. I love it when she laughs on my jokes. I love it when she cuddles with me. But I don’t love her.”*



- anonymous

“I call her everyday even just for a minute. Just to tell her things; big or small, and maybe… Maybe that’ll make up her day.”*


- anonymous

I almost forgot how you smile, how you speak
How you laugh awkwardly to things I think
How you thought I'll never be enough
Or how feeble my mind is,
But these things made me feel something-
and it will always give the same pain as before,
same happiness, same crazy feels,
same person.
still you

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As I was walking on my way home, I saw people laughing and chatting.
Some were in groups; others, in pairs. And like me, some walk alone.
I wonder, "What keeps them going?"
Then it hit me. What keeps me going? Is there really something, or someone that helps me to keep on going?
Coz as I look through everything; everyone, they have something behind them.
Well, I hope I find mine too.