Simula palang alam ko na
Simula palang alam ko nang katulad ka rin niya

Simula palang alam ko nang mahuhulog ako
Kahit na sinabi kong, “Tangina ano, pustahan pa tayo”
Simula palang kasi pinaramdam mo na
Na sa simulang ito ay maghahantong sa pagtatapos ng “tayo”

Hindi ko nga alam kung bakit ko pa ipinagpatuloy
Siguro ay nadala lang din ako sa agos at daloy
Bakit nga ba nakinig pa ‘ko sa puso kong nananaghoy
Kita mo na ang nangyari, ayan. Ayan tuloy

Lario I will tell you how I feel and if I am rejected it would be like a horse kicking my heart in the face and then trampling on it.
Then she would ride with her horse all over it.
A headless horseman haunting me if I hurt her.
Its like four horses tied to four points of my heart pulling it apart because I thought of hurting her.
A horse pulling my heart across the sand.
Hurting her I am ******.
Hurting her would be the same as riding a horse off a mountain.
That's the reason I am doubting.
If I hurt her then the dark knight on a horse will haunt my nightmares forever.
Give her the most beautiful horse in the world to say I am sorry.
I only have a short time to tell you this story.
Your the first girl I am telling that I like her in history.
Telling you how I feel is one of the hardest things to do.
This is truly my last poem to you.

"Home is where the heart is"
But it is also a cold hard ground.
Six feet under.
With you.