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it was raining that night
when we sat down at the
patio surrounding
the well - lit
building that I used to
love and hate

we were there
and it's almost
to hear you breathe
as the raindrops fall audibly
on the roof.

"what am I to you?"

was the thing I had never
imagined asking

and I could almost feel
the churning
in the pit of  my stomach
and the upwelling
feeling of regret

if I would ever, ever
like your response

and there, I realized
in a chain of thought that

asking you of what
I perceived me to be

is a
dead-end risk
and the moment
I doubted
'what we are'
I knew
things are never going
to be the same

I tried to focus on the rain
waiting for your answer
and you muttered
'I don't know'

we drown, together
in the silence
and I can hear us
what am I to you?

things we hate to ask
 May 2019 Dave Legalisa
to the alternate us;
the universe where we’re together
— i love you.

to the version of you
that i embrace on a cold weather
— i love you.

to my “what if”
in this world
but my “what is”
in another
— i love you.

if in this timeline
we’re not meant to be,
then i’d gladly accept it with glee.
because i know
a version of you out there,
is happily loving a version of me.
 May 2019 Dave Legalisa
pagod na ako.
this isn’t twitter but our tiredness is poetrt waiting to be translated. “I’m tired” in english. Such few words. hear it as a whisper but it screams loud in your head.
 May 2019 Dave Legalisa
She wear black but her mind is colourful
Great men have died for
Their country. Today, 'great men'
Negotiate deals.
 May 2019 Dave Legalisa
You sing your Iris and I’ll sing my Creep
Hum Yellow to my Yellow Lights
So that all the night can see
Such unchained, unchanged, melodies
So what should I do in the darkness of you
When you light up my moon from July until June
What would I do if there wasn't a you
Would you sing about me like I sing about you
 May 2019 Dave Legalisa
you’re not an
worth skipping.

you’re a
worth bingeing.
 May 2019 Dave Legalisa
your a mystery,
that i can never understand.
you tell me you want to talk more,
then run off and ignore
you give me kisses and love,
then tell me that you dont want this
you want to stay single for a while
i get it
but what i dont understand is
why did you choose me?
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