Thinking about you between meetings,
Between meals, between showers,
Between random scrolling on the internet,
Makes me giddy and profoundly safe.

Lately may have been hectic,
Crowded of thoughts and uncertainties.
Thinking about you solely,
Does not ease any of it truthfully
But choosing you among those things, does.

Remembering why we even started
How you make me feel enough and heard
How I can still picture vividly the first time you kissed me and how it smells
In hopes that the feelings and memories
won’t be slowly slipping away.

Those full infinitives
In the future are not what I am after all
From then on ‘til now
That’s what really matters.

You are the calm to my storm,
the lighthouse to my hurricane.

And I couldn't be more grateful for having someone like you
despite the distance,
the drama and mundane days that I'm always putting on you
even those things in between.

You are my solace,
I couldn't ask for more.

They say you only live once
so cliché as it may sound
But do make the most out of it
as you live your life
Do it according to your own parameters
No need to compare it with others.

For as long as you decide for your sake
Never hesitate to figure things out on your own
When you set your pace of living your dreams
You will never have to worry.

Happiness and success are two interlinking entities
Having both is a blessing
But flourishing in every circumstances you encounter is way more than pleasing.

And as you only live once,
Maybe you can always try to do something to forget than to regret later on.

Out of randomly seeking
I’ve seen this possible opportunity
I hope I’ll be qualified enough
To proved my self-worth
Even more than what others may thought of me
Just give me a chance
I won’t mess up this time
This could be it
No to jinx please
I’m trembling upon typing
No to more errors please
Just a single chance is what I plead
Lead my way to You.

It haunts us, we are scared of it.
But we spend a lot of time thinking about it.
We walk around wanting it.
It drives us, makes us passionate.
Ditch everything we know just to chase it.
Wake up the next morning hoping to revisit.

It is different for each person, and we try to make the most of it.
Next year we make a bunch of promises, and swear to it.
No more this, no more that, but more of it.
Finally be the person we want to be, get really fit.
Time passes by, we forget it.
Maybe next year we will regret it.

Once you look around, you will remember it.
Slow things down, take a glance, it will hit.
Every second counts, do not ever quit.
You only get it once, before you split.

It is called life, cherish it.

Sometimes I am thinking what if you did not become my seatmate
What if I let myself drowned in my own belief of life and never encountered you anyway
Could it become less painful for me?
How you slapped on my face that I was nothing  
But here I am with nothing but a plead
Foolishly hope that it could be you and me
Lasted for more or less couple of years  
How could it made so restless and weak?

I guess poetry speaks to the immediate wound
The kind of wound that I myself never imagined to be my first genuine woe
Running through my mind's tunnel straight down to my heart
Both battling to win over from each other for quite a time now
But rightful enough to make me tough  
Prudent enough to thwart my bluff  
Grasping it as a part of life to be learned with might and thump.

Right now, I am just happy, satisfied enough of what we had
Even what we could have had and can  no longer have was the best thing I have never had  
For I know better now than the last time you left me hanging with just your cold breathing
This time as I open my heart of being loved than to only love
My heart feels warm and flying

Breeding hope that I could be happier than I used to be
Because finally I set myself free
Breaking free from you whom I never thought would teach me this thing, that thing;
That thing called “katangahan”.

As Sarah Kay and Philip Kaye would say,
I would also like to say to the person who never gave the love that I deserve,
“Thank you for stopping by.”