You need to breath, untighten your shoulders, and unclasp your fist. Tell me with your brows all your worries and I will say prayers. It's okay to cry. Let the window pane gather your tears and send it to the heavens. Let the Divine hear of your melancholy and allow him to remove you out of the mud. Do not resist. Do not be so obsessed with the lies that covered your life. Remove the dust settled from the window sill of your soul. You can invite the eternal peace to glitter your sky. And you can step out of the chains of the past, the regrets, and the hurts. Dip your hands in the wholeness of freedom because.. Irog, you can be free.
Isa Isang taong nasasaktan Isang taong umaasa Isang taong nagbigay tiwala Sa isang taong kanyang pinaka mamahal Isang pagiibigan na nabuo sa loob ng isang taon Isang magandang relasyon Nasira ng isang sigalot Isang pangakong bibitiwan Ng isang pusong umaasa
Dalawa Dalawang taong pinagtagpo Dalawang taong nag-ibigan Dalawang taong nagbigay kulay Sa buhay ng isa't isa Dalawang pusong pinag-isa Dalawang labing nakangiti sa tuwina Dalawang matang lumuluha Dahil ang dalawa'y hindi na isa
Tatlo Tatlong laruan na nagbuo ng pamilya Tatlong laruang ginawang anak ng dalawa Tatlong salita na nagbigay ligaya Sa pusong tatlong taon ng umaasa Kung may magmamahal pa ba? Tatlong minuto kapiling ka ay sapat na Upang mapawi ang lungkot at mapalitan ng ligaya Tatlong masasakit na kataga Ang naghiwalay ng landas ng dalawa
Apat Apat na buwan ang hinintay Bago makamtan ang matamis kong 'OO' Apat, ang bilang ng letra sa isang salitang tawag mo sa akin Noong ika-apat na beses na tayo'y nagkasama doon ka nagtapat sa'kin
Lima Limang buwan tayong isa Lima, ang sukat ng aking paa Na lagi **** pinagtatawanan Lima, ang bilang ng mga daliri ko Na lagi **** hawak-hawak Limang minutong yakap madalas **** ibinibigay
Anim Anim ang bilang ng letra ng iyong pangalan Anim ang dami ng nais **** alagang hayop Anim ang bilang ng pagpunta ko sa inyo Higit pa sa anim na beses kong uulitin ito: Mahal pa rin kita
Pito Pitong kontenenteng nais nating lakbayin Pitong araw sa isang linggo Mga araw na pinasaya mo ako Pitong bilyong tao sa mundo Ikaw ang pinili ko
Walo Walo, isang numerong mahalaga sa'tin Walo, isang numerong ginagamit sa tuwing naglalambingan Walo kapag pinalitan ang huling letra ng 'a' Wala, parang tanga
Siyam Siyam ang araw ng kaarawan ko Siyam ang numero sa likod ng tshirt mo Siyam katunong ng pangalan ng matalik kong kaibigan na nasaktan ko ng lubos Siyam and dami ng taon na bibilangin bago matupad ang pangarap nating dalawa
Sampu* Sampung taon mula ngayon Ipinangako mo sakin ang isang masayang buhay Sampung taeon mula ngayon haharap tayong dalawa sa altar Sampung taon, maghihintay ako Yan ang pangako ko
I have been treated like a game and people ask me why. I just want to sit on the sidelines. Do you know what it’s like to be looked at as a number, As flesh, as something that can fulfill someone’s temporary Needs when all you want is so to be wanted as a person?
You start to believe it. You start to believe you can only Be beautiful in the context of one night, one picture. You start to believe you are as shallow as the compliments That are copied to you and several other people. You start to believe you have to fight for someone’s Attention when you should never have to do that. You start to believe that only certain clothes make you attractive because when you’re wearing them, they notice you. You start to believe your opinions don’t matter because they don’t want to hear them. You start to believe you will have to settle for an empty day or week of flirting just so you can feel something. You start to believe that there isn’t such a thing as love because no one seems to be looking for it. At least that’s what I started to believe. I have lost sleep over people who didn’t even consider me a loss. I have waited for texts and phone calls that were never coming. I have romanticized words and gestures that were far from romantic. I have fallen for people only to realize it was because they pushed me. I have broken my own heart on the behalf of other people. I have laid right next to people who might as well have been 100 miles away. I have believed words that were empty. I have let all of this happen in an attempt to find love, and I have found the opposite. Maybe there are people who don’t need or want something that lasts, something that’s real, something that you want to share in the morning light and not hide in the night. Maybe there are people who don’t realize the games they play have losers. Maybe there are people need nothing more than a night or a weekend or repeated words. And I guess all of that is okay. But I am not like that, and that’s okay.
I want someone that I can fall asleep next to with a smile on my face. I want someone who doesn’t make me wait and wonder. I want words that are spoken just for me. I want to fall for someone with the promise that they will catch me. I want someone who tries not to hurt me and cares if they do. I want someone who feels like they’re right next to me even when they are 100 miles away. I want to feel something that even scratches the surface of what love is. No matter where I go or what I do, you'll always be the one person I hope I can one day come home to.