February, 2018. The day na nagkasalubong tayo; you were going somewhere I cannot even remember, and I was going to a meeting. There’s nothing special on how we crossed our paths that day. Except for one thing: I hugged you for the first time. ‘Di ko rin alam kung bakit kita niyakap no’n. Siguro kasi… Continue reading Isang Liham para kay J
Category: Move On
Love the Process
To you who are struggling right now. To you is in pained right now. To you who feel your situation doesn’t make any sense. Know that it is part of the process. Importante na pagdaanan mo yan. Wag mag shortcut to escape the pain. In that way, you will learn what you have to learn.… Continue reading Love the Process
Dekada
Nagsimula ang lahat sa isang simpleng pang – aasar sakin ng mga kaibigan ko. Isa ka kasing halimbawa ng lalaking kahit sino man ay mapapahanga ang lahat . Ang agwat ng edad natin ay napakalayo ako ay 12 taon gulang ikaw naman ay 19 taon. Noong una nagsimula lang sa simpleng paghanga dala ng kakisigan… Continue reading Dekada
Paalam sa ilalim ng ulan
Ang lamig ng gabi nung ika’y umalis. Tulad ng pagpatak ng ulan sa langit, ganun kataas nahulog ang aking sarili. Alam ko na hindi na dapat ako naghabol pero itong puso kong tuliro ay ‘di papipigil. Ayoko na sana, sinubukan kong tumakbo papalauo ngunit pilit pa ring bumabalik sa iyo. Nagtatalo na ang aking puso’t… Continue reading Paalam sa ilalim ng ulan
An open letter to my ex’s new lover
I already have eyes on you before we ended. You we’re part of the list that my ex labeled as “friends”. I keep seeing his Facebook stories filled with your happy face in it. Kissing your cheek the way he used to kiss mine. I unfriended him because its too much to bear. I felt… Continue reading An open letter to my ex’s new lover
Para kay K
Tatlong salita ang nagsimula ng ating kwento. I love you. Pero tatlong salita rin ang tumapos dito. I kissed her. My heart didn’t just break, it shattered. Durog na durog. Wasak na wasak. ‘Yung apat na taon natin nagwakas sa tatlong salita. It was the very first time in my life that I felt empty inside. ‘Yun… Continue reading Para kay K
Masaya Naman Pala: I Am Free
Napakasarap pala sa pakiramdam na ang dati kong pinagdaanan eh ngayon akin ng pinagtatawanan. Ilang taon din akong sunod sunoran sa aking nararamdaman na hindi ko mawari kung ano nga ba ang pinag.mulan. Ilang taon din akong naging tanga kakaasa na baka akin ka kahit kitang-kita naman na hindi talaga. Ilang taon din na ika’y… Continue reading Masaya Naman Pala: I Am Free
You Had Me at “Kain Tayo”
I never liked you back then. So your “Kain Tayo” was not really a big deal for me. I even declined every time. Ngunit isang beses kumain tayo sa Greenwich, naramdaman kong gumaan agad ang loob mo sa akin. Mas nakilala kita. Ang totoong ikaw. Na hindi nakita ng iba. Kaya noong lumipas ang mga… Continue reading You Had Me at “Kain Tayo”
Paano mag move on… ang isang guro? (guro edition)
“Paano ba mag move on?” Sa taong katulad kong hindi lang yun ang kailangang gawin, sa mga taong hindi lang yun ang dapat isipin. Sa taong imbes umiiyak na lang sa mga oras na yun e mas pinipili pang gumawa ng Lesson Plan. Sa taong akala ng iba naka-heart vest, hindi pwedeng masaktan, hindi… Continue reading Paano mag move on… ang isang guro? (guro edition)
We
We dared to dream. We took risks. We climbed mountains. We dived into the oceans. We jumped from cliffs. We run. We fall. We drowned. We crashed. We will rise again.
To the One who love me the most
My heart was crushed. My individuality was tainted. My purity taken. My whole being destroyed. How do you get out of the grave where you were buried alive? How do you breathe when you’re suffocating? How do keep those eyes from watching you? How do you keep your head tall? How do you continue living… Continue reading To the One who love me the most
I thought you were the one, but now you’re gone
I was afraid to fall in love again. But when you came, I gladly took the risk. I used to think that you were just a friend. I knew that it was wrong. I allowed you to enter my fragile heart and create a feeling that I couldn’t get over. I fell for your words.… Continue reading I thought you were the one, but now you’re gone
An open letter to someone whom almost caused me to lose my self worth
When the first time I met you, honestly I haven’t feel anything at all. You were just a plain someone. I haven’t had any idea about you. My templates were purely blanksheets not until I dug into more details. At first, I found you so nice, even good looking as I observed you. Days have… Continue reading An open letter to someone whom almost caused me to lose my self worth
Two Little Steps
Everyday, I take two little steps forward steps going away from you as I slowly pick up the pieces that once belonged to you. Everyday, I try to unlove you to make myself believe again that everything will all get better if I love myself harder. Everyday, I stop hoping that one day you’ll realise… Continue reading Two Little Steps
For that Person Who Asked for a Second Try
“Kamusta?” You asked after a month of trying to move on. Or have we really tried to move on? After more than a year of our relationship full of ups and downs, we decided to stop fighting. You decided to stop pursuing and I decided to stop hoping. The day you told me to stop,… Continue reading For that Person Who Asked for a Second Try
Sorry
Sorry I had your hopes set high Sending signals I couldn’t deny But what I see is a good companion Not that thing- that’s forever in union Sorry, I am fond of making you smile Taking our conversations into another mile I tried to go deeper, I admit. But beyond friendship? I can’t commit. Sorry,… Continue reading Sorry
An Open Letter To You My Prayer.
It has been months since we broke up.Yet, I am still here crying over you.How many times I told myself to move forward, I still couldn’t do it.I am stuck up in the past where there will still you and me. Someone tried to fix me but I declined. I don’t want him to… Continue reading An Open Letter To You My Prayer.
Bloodshed
Deep cut wounds eventually heals by far, what it left us is a permanent scar
TULANG WALANG TITULO
Gusto kong simulan sa kung paanong ang lahat ay nagtapos, Yung tipong ang malayang ako , sa kalungkutan na ay nakagapos, Hindi dahil sa ikaw ay nawala, kundi dahil sa kung ano ang iyong mga ginagawa. Oo, mga ginagawa mo na hindi ko na ginusto, Ginagawa mo na nagtulak upang mapagod na rin itong puso… Continue reading TULANG WALANG TITULO
“I just left”
Regret. Emptiness. Pain. Lost. Anguished. YOU. I walked out. I ended things. I was committed into a toxic relationship when you came into my life. I fell in love with you in the wrong time so I didn’t tell you. I ended the relationship to think, so soon as I’m whole again I can be… Continue reading “I just left”
Malungkot, pero kakayanin ko
Sa tuwing nakikita ka, masaya ako. Sa bawat simpleng pag-sulyap sa’yo, nakukumpleto ang araw ko. Talagang ikaw ang aking gusto. Matagal ko nang nalaman ito, pero pilit ko pa ring tinatago. Kailangang pigilan ang sarili na lapitan at kausapin ka. Kailangan kong maging matapang. Maging matapang na ipakita na para sa akin, ikaw ay wala… Continue reading Malungkot, pero kakayanin ko
Para sa Kaibigan na Hindi Pwedeng Mahalin
My Yellow Tulip, There is something in me, That poked my heart This time, this moment. I should confess. Realizing that life is uncertain, Through these passing years, I’ve been so scared and I believe that I just need to get this off my chest. I’ve tried to find the right words to say but… Continue reading Para sa Kaibigan na Hindi Pwedeng Mahalin
The Man Spirited Woman
I am a woman, but I am gutsier than that man I secretly loved a man for 7 years Soon enough I confessed to him my feelings “You’re still young, focus on your studies” he said. Rejected. I am a woman, but I am smarter than that man I was not so in love and… Continue reading The Man Spirited Woman
Might-Have-Been
Dear You, “Of all sad words of tongue or pen,the saddest are, ‘It might have been.”– John Greenleaf Whittier ” It might have been a good year if only I did something.”” It might have been a successful relationship if only we did not give up.” ” It might have been mine if only I tried… Continue reading Might-Have-Been
Pages of Yore
Dear You, Torn between risking and leavingYou put my book on trialFlipping pages of torn and tan at your fingertips Every sheet unravelled by your eyes It wrenched my guts to seeIt pinched my nerves to feelThe memories, the peopleAnd me in the pages of yore How do you come and watch it all hurt?How do… Continue reading Pages of Yore
getting there…
… I have imagined this conversation a thousand times that it is old news and yet every time I do, fresh tears still come streaming… … I have a lot of questions and as I imagine you answer each one of them, the conversation takes unexpected turns, road blocks and eventually dead ends… … yes… Continue reading getting there…
Friend of Mine
It’s been a while since I’ve felt pain. Pain caused by something I did not expect to happen. Something has changed to the heart I thought was not open for love. Yes, you have invaded my heart after you successfully broke down its walls. I declare so as the telltale signs are already prominent not… Continue reading Friend of Mine
Irony of Life: Healing Hurts
Dear You, The memories, the people, and you. It can either make you or break you. It can help you make it through the path or can make you just give up. You know what’s the irony of life? It happens when you start making choices for yourself again. It happens when you choose to live again. … Continue reading Irony of Life: Healing Hurts
Bye My Almost
Instead of sitting someone down to talk about our feelings, we play guessing games. We avoid asking questions about labels because we are worried about coming across as clingy or desperate or controlling. We let the love of our lives get away because we are holding back our emotions, censoring our conversations, raising our guards.… Continue reading Bye My Almost
To my the one that could have been
I stopped visiting your timeline to see if you’ve posted or shared something about me. When I checked who viewed my facebook stories, it didn’t hurt me anymore when your name wasn’t there. I stopped talking about you. I never liked the taste of your name slipping out of my mouth. My friends got tired… Continue reading To my the one that could have been