Minahal kita higit pa sa inaakala ko
Minahal kita higit pa sa sarili ko
Minahal kita higit pa sa buhay ko
Minahal kita higit pa sa pamilya ko
Minahal kita higit pa sa oras ko

Lahat nang 'yong minahal kita kasi akala ko mahal mo din ako.
Ibinigay ko ang lahat ng meroon ako.
Subalit, ako'y tila nagkamali.

Tila na pa-isip ako...

Balang araw makakalimotan din kaya kita?
Balang araw makakamove-on na ba ako?
O kaya naman, balang araw mamahalin mo na rin ba ako ?
Hulaan ko, hindi.

Kasi... alam ko naman, sa simula palang talo na ako.
Masaya ka sa mga taong kaya kang pangitiin, patawanin, paligayahin, at higit sa lahat kaya ka nilang mahalin, sapagkat malapit na sila sa puso mo.

Ano nga ba ako sayo ?

Ako lang naman 'yong tao na nag bibigay ng effort para lang makita ka.
Ako lang naman 'yong tao na, pupuntahan ka kasi alam ko nalulungkot ka.
Sa tuwing magtetext ka ng...
"Good am/pm gawa mo ?"
"Tara, Kape tayo ?"
"Tara sa tabing dagat?"

Ako namang itong si engot...
"Sige ***** na ako after 5mins"
"Wait lang paalam lang ako kay mama."

Dali-dali ako pupunta sa bahay niyo, dahil sabik akong makita ka.
Ewan ko ba, hindi ko alam kung anong meroon sayo ?

Kahit anong pilit ko na iwasan ka, pero sadyang mahal talaga kita.

We left our prints,
Right on the thick snow last year,
Where we ran around,
Frolic and pranced on the ground,
Jolly and joyful,
All the warm feelings we felt—

Without worry or doubt or fear…

We even forgot that snow can melt.


When the winter breeze,
Would turn tepid,
And your lukewarm embrace,
Would turn cold…


The snow angels fade,
With all your sweet kiss and hugs,
And my world would flood.


Spring came,
Summer came,
And soon everything,
And every day,
Come rain or shine,
It still felt like fall.

And every moment,
And every hour,
‘twas like winter time,
Without Christmas,
All in all lonely,
All in all dull,
All in all listless,
All in all…



Teardrops fly,
Like raindrops,
How I cry,

How I miss,
Your laughter,
And your smile,

Are you there,
Watching me,
From up high?


This time,
Our snow angels,
I make two,
One is for me,
The other,
To make my Christmas wish come true

Because three hundred,
And sixty five days,
None was ever enough,
There was nothing I could ever do.


I can just lay here,
Forever,
So cold in this wintry white ground,
Awaiting my ice angels,
Hoping they’d take me back to you.

I love you
I love you
I love you.

Please believe me.
I won’t say it but I hope you see it.

Patawad kung hindi ko nasabi amg mararamdaman ko.
Patawad kung hindi ko binigyang halaga ang mga oras na naibiga mo sakin.
Patawad kung nagkamali ako ng akala na hindi mo ako mahal.
Patawad kung pinag hintay kita ng matagal.

Kahit humingi pa ako ng tawad,
Dahil huli ko ng nalaman na may nararamdaman pala ako sayo.
Dalawa sana tayong mag kasama ngayon.
Kung hindi ko binaliwala ang nararamdaman mo.

I hope you find the wisdom to understand why you’re better off without some people and why some people had to leave instead of holding on without really knowing why. I hope you find the strength to let go before you fall. I hope you find the courage to leave before you get lost. I hope you see people for who they are not who you want them to be.
I hope you know that life is hard but it gets easier when the things that are meant for you fall into place. It gets easier when you stop running and stay put. When you learn how to wait because good things take time and good people are hard to find. I hope you know that’s what meant for you will never pass you by.
I hope you understand that if it doesn’t feel right, it probably isn’t. That if you have to force things to happen and lie to yourself and go against your beliefs, then it’s not for you. I hope you don’t get attached to wrong things or temporary things. I hope you understand that your journey doesn’t have to be like anyone else’s.
I hope you learn how to let go of the life you wanted and live the one that’s meant for you. Live your journey. Live your own story. I hope you learn how to let go of what’s not yours.
I hope you know the difference between what you want and what you need.
I hope you learn that no matter how hard you fight, you’re bound to lose the battles that are not meant to be yours.
I hope you wait for your own blessings. I hope you don’t stop believing that your time is coming. I hope you hold your head up high and walk away with pride when you feel unwanted or unappreciated. I hope you know that when you find what’s meant for you, the confusion will go away. The madness will make sense. The pain inside your heart will vanish. And your happy ending will find you.

If your the type
to only breathe through
the stitches
of your camisole.
And if you always taste like mint,
when kissed on the mouth.
Just because you don't want them smell,
the self hate.
That resides in the back
of your throat
in your breath.

You're also the type
to call me up
six am
asking for a
Friend