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Razbliuto Sep 2014
Dude,
Long time no see.

How's life?
How are you?
How is she?

Oh, me?

Life's okay.
I am fine.
He loves me.

Yep, he loves me, dude.

And now I feel guilty.

I think I miss you, still.
I miss you.
I miss you.
I miss you.

I hate that I loved you. I hate that you were my first love.
I hate you.
     I hate you.
I hate you.

'Cause I still love you.

But I just can't.
I can't.

I shouldn't.
Razbliuto Sep 2014
Ang hirap kasi satin,
Hindi tayo maka-move on.

Buti pa ang mga nasalanta ng bagyo,
marunong mag-move on.

Eh tayo?
Please. 'Wag na nating hintayin ang bagyo.
Razbliuto Sep 2014
I was a piece of candy wrapper
thin and light
I hug this little dream of mine
in colorful twisted edges
Stretching out my arms
and holding onto it tightly
And so I thought
such sugar-coated illusions
were safe from harm
'Til one day a lonely girl
wanted to have a taste of sweet
She was crying and crying
her eyes were begging

Oh please, let me have it, just this time.
Or not.
Let me have it, again.
Let me take what was once mine.
Or not. It never was mine.
How could I take a hold of it,
if you were there?
Surrounding yourself all over
its eyes? You are such a distraction!


I felt my arms twist in reverse
Violently
But without even a hint of sigh
Silently
Deadly.

Dear little girl,
I hope you are happy now.
I maybe torn.
Thrown into the garbage bin.
But I am not a disposable kind of litter.

Soon, I'll get recycled.
And I'll be back.
Yes, I'll be back.

— The End —