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Sweet. soft-spoken words I long to hear—
some forget-me-not whispered in the ear.
A sincere “I love you” in unison,
yeah, that’s my favorite poison.
disconnection;
Long, sweet texts out of the blue
deep conversations every one am or two.
Shallow laughs on jokes,
One may laugh so hard that he’ll choke.
One hand over another,
People may mistake them as lovers—
but they’re not, they’re just
a connection of each other.
Each passing day, time changed them.
Texts got shorter, conversations got smaller;
Frequent became sometimes,
sometimes becames rare, until rare became never.
There were no hands over another,
nor a misconception that they were lovers.
There’s no us anymore, just me and you,
and maybe a disconnection out of the blue.
Argue, complain and explain—
that’s what they always do;
Sometimes mild, sometimes wild,
like bunch of animals in the zoo.
She lies and she always leave,
He reasons and he believes.
She runs and then gets mad
He’s left alone and sad.
They both make mistakes,
both of them needs to wake.
They both has faults to keep,
But I guess, that’s relationship.
Argue, complain and explain—
that’s what they always do.
But there’s one thing about them,
they both love each other, they really do.
It sucks ‘cause I feel alone,
like nobody’s there to fill me when happiness is gone.
And what’s worse, you see..
you’re just right here beside me.
Love is fragile, love is strong;
Love can never go wrong.
Love is to lose and love is to win,
love is something in between.
Love is magical, love is sweet;
Love is when it’s you I’m with.
Love is sadness and happiness,
but eitherway, love is when we’re blessed.
Love sometimes hurt, love can be painful,
but it’s love why we still feel.
Love is when we smile without a reason,
Love is when I hear you when my favorite song is on.
Love is who you think about while reading this,
Love is who I am thinking about while I’m writing this.
There’s nothing to love about him—
He burps like a cow,
when he sneezes, you’d say ‘Wow!’
He stand like a nerd,
when he speaks, you can’t understand a word.
There’s nothing to love about him—
He laughs like an old man,
when someone snorts, you’d know he’s the one.
He dresses awfully,
when you look at him, you’d think he’s dorky.
There’s nothing to love about him—
He can be kinda moody,
he’s laughing now, then suddenly he’s lonely.
He sometimes pushes you away,
then sometimes doesn’t listen to what you say.
There’s nothing to love about him—
He’s tall but he’s pretty thin,
like some wimpy kid who can never win.
He’s kinda into books so you’d think he’s a loser,
but when you’re with him all you’d have is laughter.
There’s nothing to love about him—
He’s socially a loser,
He’s politically has no power.
He’s physically a nothing,
but with his sense of humor, he’s definitely something.
There’s nothing to love about him—
except,
those nothing are what she loved about him.
Kapag wala ka—
para akong pusang hindi mapa-anak,
parang ilong ng bangkay na walang bulak.
para akong na-hatsing na hindi natuloy,
parang ilog na walang daloy.
Kapag wala ka—
para akong nage-exam ng masakit ang tiyan,
parang ang daming gustong sabihin, pero puro kwan.
para akong na-lss sa kantang di alam ang pamagat,
parang nasa galaan na may dalang bag na mabigat.
Kapag wala ka—
para akong batang may kuto,
parang batamg takot sa multo.
parang batang walang kasamang nanay,
parang batang walang kahawak ang kamay.
Kapag wala ka—
Hindi ako mapakali,
hindi ako panatag,
Hindi ako kumpleto,
Hindi ako ako.
Her voice—
It sounded like a
cackle of a child.
Still, I could listen
to it all day, all night.
Her smile—
So simple, so innocent,
like she’s hiding no pain.
Still, I could look and stare
at it all day, all night.
Her smell—
Oh, it’s just my favorite perfume
not because of the cologne she used
but because it’s her smell, HERS.
Still, I could smell it all day, all night.
Not to sound creeply at all.
I’m willing to just sit beside you
and do nothing.
Just listen to you cackle,
see you smile,
and smell your nice smell.
All of those are enough to make me
happy.
May mga taong tila pabitin—
parang kantang di mo alam pero gusto mong awitin
parang pangungusap na hindi natapos
parang talon sa high jump na kinapos.
May mga taong bigla-bigla nawawala—
parang pera mo pag sweldo, parang bula
parang mga kaibigan kapag madilim
parang utak mo kapag nakakarinig ka ng salitang malalim
May mga taong bigla-bigla nangiiwan—
parang anino mo kapag liwanag ay nandyan
parang pagmamalasakit ng tao sa kalikasan
parang mga taong inaasahan nating di tayo lalayasan
May mga taong talagang—
pabitin, akala mo meron na yun pala ay wala
nawawala, hindi mo mamamalayan yun pala’y naglaho bigla
nangiiwan, yung paasang nandyan palagi pero hindi pala
Words are shallow—
tones are mellow.
This is just deceiving.
Sweet words that came from her lips,
I can’t pull back as she weeps.
This is just too hard.
Hypnotic smile and melting glance,
I just hope I have this chance.
This is just too good to be true.
I hope everything is real,
what I hear,
what I see
and what I feel.
I hope this is real.
Not just another love story from a reel.
Not just a heartbreak I would feel.
I hope this is real.
I hope it is.
Hindi ba’t dapat pamilya
ang lagi mong kasama kapag
ikaw ang may problema?
bakit minsan, sila pa yung
nagbibigay sayo nun?
Hindi ba dapat pag nasa bahay ka,
feel at home ka?
bakit parang out of place ka pa?
Hindi ba dapat pag pamilya,
walang kasing-saya pag nandyan sila?
Eh bakit parang mas gusto mo
pang wala sila?
Hindi ba dapat ang pamilya,
sila ang gumagabay sa’yo?
Eh bakit minsan, parang sila
pag nangda-down ng pakiramdam mo?
Hindi ba dapat ang pamilya,
sila ang susuporta sa’yo?
Eh bakit minsan, kumokontra
pa sila sa gusto mo?
Hindi ba dapat ang pamilya,
nagsisilbing tularan,
bakit mga masasamang salita
sa kanila mo pa natututunan?
Hindi ba dapat pag pamilya,
ramdam mong pamilya?
You needed me,
I needed you.
Too bad we didn’t
know that two.
I loved you,
you loved me.
Too bad you’re
not here to see.
I am hurt, when
you are hurt.
No one except me
know’s what your
worth.
You left, when I
was gone. You never
knew it only just
begun.
Buti pa yung pulubi,
may pumapansin. Buti
pa yung ulam may ka
nin.
Buti pa yung ham may
cheese.
Buti pa sila, may kiss.
Buti pa yung status,
may nagla-like. Buti
pa yung bata, may
bike.
Buti pa yung fork
may spoon.
Buti pa yung sun,
may moon.
Buti pa yung tsine
las, may kapares.
Buti pa yung suka,
may calamares.
Buti pa yung tina
pay, may palaman.
Buti pa siya, may
kasama saan man.
Buti pa siya,
mahal mo.
Paano naman ako?
Ayan na siya, ayan na siya
ay napakaganda.
Animo isang anghel na bina
ba dito sa lupa.
Inosente, dalisay at mayumi,
tunay nga isa itong magan
dang binibini.
Ayan na siya, ayan na siya,
hawak-hawak ang bungkos ng
bulaklak,
tulad niyang mabango, sariwa,
tulad din ng bulaklak na nawa
wasak.
Ayan na siya, ayan na siya,pu
ting-puti sa suot niya, prinse
sa, diwata o anghel lahat ng
mata’y nakatuon sa kanya.
Dahan-dahan kung siya’y humak
bang, sabay sa malamlam na mga
nota pakiramdam nya’y siyang na
kalutang.
Ayan na siya, ayan na siya, papa
lapit na ng papalapit.
Hawak niya sa bulaklak ay humihig
pit.
Nakatingin sa mata ng kanyang mi
namahal, Siya’y napangiti.
Kumupas,
hanggang sa nawala, kapalit nito
ang luhang kakawala.
Dahil ang lalaking
tinitignan niya, ay ang lalaking
katabi ng papakasalan niya.
May mga taong gusto mong kasama
tuwing ika’y kakain,yung mga gal
ante, o kahit yung mga alam mong
hindi ka buburautin.
May mga taong gusto mong kasama
tuwing gagala, yung mga hindi ma
arte, game kahit saan at hindi
bigla-bigla nawawala na parang ka
buti.
May mga taong gusto mo kasama tu
wing pupunta ka ng mga happenings,
yung mga makulit, yung mga masaya
kasama, yung may mga tililing.
May mga taong gusto mong kasama
tuwing malungkot ka, yung taong a
lam kung paano ka mapapasaya, yung
alam ang kiliti mo, yung alam mong
malungkot din pag wala ka.
May mga taong gusto mong kasama pa
lagi, yung pakiramdam mo hindi ka
kumpleto pag wala siya, yung bang
pag kasama mo siya feeling mo ikaw
ay wagi.
Ako? Dalawang beses lang naman kita
gusto makasama,
ngayon at bukas.
Araw-araw ko sasabihin to.
