sa rami ng tulang nilikha
panaghoy ang tila namamayagpag
emosyong natatakpan ng mukha
ay patuloy na binabagabag

madalas ay natatapos sa lungkot
madalang na naguumpisa sa saya
bawat linyang kataga'y puot
tila walang dinudulot na ligaya

sa daang salita na kayang bigkasin
nasaan ang malalambing na parirala?
sa bawat boses na nais kalasin
kailan ang araw na maaabot ang tala?

May dalisay nga ba sa mga letra?
May pag-asa nga ba sa mga talata?
muli nga bang darating ang saya
sa paggising ng bagong hiraya?

Marahil ay unti-unti, hindi bigla-bigla
yayakapin nang mahigpit, dahan-dahan
upang ituloy ang naudlot na sigla
upang magmistulang sarili ang tahanan

Gaya ng dapit-hapon ay manlalamig
ngunit sa bukang-liwayway, gugunitain
sarili ang maging unang daigdig
pagkamuhi ay tuluyan nang palayain

kaya't sa bawat salitang isusulat
yakapin ang letrang namumukadkad
darating ang araw na muling pagkamulat
masisilayang muli ang ligaya sa paglipad

You reminded me to have more self respect for myself
I am not an option
I am not meant to be used
Formally this is my way of saying that I refuse to be your toy from this point on
I am worthy of more

I you start with a breath
and end you with a death
and in-between l don't know.

By that l mean
I cannot guarantee you your dream
I cannot guarantee time
I cannot guarantee your love
I cannot guarantee you your self

You see my friend, all we  
can do is to never to hope
but to live.


'

That is what it is like
when somebody loves you
more than you love yourself.
You find you're loving them,
and in loving you trust,
both them and their judgment.

If he loves me for me,
and I love and trust him,
then I should love myself
just the way that I am.

and

I want to be the one
he is deserving of,
and I want to become
the best version of me.

and

It's not just for his sake
that I want to improve.
I'll grow and change for him,
but also for myself.

That is what it is like.