Still

My back breaks.
Deflated lungs stop a silent shriek.
The world stands--still.
Slowly, I fall. I hit the ground.
Motionless. Blood starts to pool.
I can't breathe or speak.
I can see, but can't feel.
Numb yet wrapped in an exhausting pain.
I cry. My eyes stay dry.
Soaked and broken.
Fading--fast.
Darkness creeps.

Bounce

Don't worry if you missed your goal
I'll help you figure out your next move

Don't worry if you fall to doubt
I've always believed in you

Don't worry when sadness strikes
I'll help bring out that smile

Don't worry when life hits you hard
I'll soften up the blows

Don't worry when tears start to roll
My shoulders will always be here

Don't worry about the winter chill
I'll be here to keep you comfortable

Don't worry about the rest of your life
I can already see your moments in the sun

Don't worry about me
I've learned how to deal with this

Don't worry about bouncing back
I'll help keep you grounded

Don't worry about me
I worry about you

Square One

A testament
Humbling experience
Deflating moment
One step back and
Two steps forward

Right of passage
Task
Risk
Piece in the puzzle
Necessary evil
Bigger picture

Touch

Soft
Sweet
Sliding beneath
Taste
Touch
Hush

Kung okay lang sayo

December 22, 2000

Hey there. You must be wondering why you’re reading this letter. Actually, I’m not entirely sure myself. All I know is that I have to do this. I have to get this over with and get it off my chest.

Truth is, I’ve been trying to deny how I really feel. There are so many reasons why I shouldn’t and almost no good reason why I should. So whenever I start to feel something happening, I just try to avoid it as much as I can. Unfortunately, I’m not very good at that. I guess I just want to finally admit it and then move on from there. I’m tired of lying. And as much as I don’t want to do this because of pride and fear, there’s a bigger part of me that’s telling me to just do it. And so I will.

As it is ridiculously obvious, I like you. And I have since the first day we met. I don’t know why but I just do. There are so many times when I’ve made a fool out of myself because of this and it’s about time that it stopped.

I’m not expecting anything to happen. I just wanted you to know the truth. Sabi nga nung kanta diba, I want nothing more than to sit outside heaven’s door and listen to you breathing. So there, I’ve finally said it. I hope nothing changes and I trust that nothing will. I guess that’s it. Thanks for reading this short letter.

I’ll see you around.

The Port

I woke up today like it was any other day. I donned a plain black shirt, my favorite pair of jeans, and my trusty sneakers and went on with my day. I sneaked in a quick bite, browsed through the front page, and gulped down the last of my coffee. As usual, I was singing in the car letting the stress pass away, driving away the anxieties of the day. I was looking forward to what lay ahead.

There was an unusual peace today. A peace not too foreign, but distinct. I had a weird feeling take over me, that of knowing that everything would be all right. I kept on thinking what good things lay ahead. Over and over, the same thoughts surfaced and resurfaced, lulling me to even greater peace of mind and heart.

A bright light.

Where am I? What am I doing? What time is it? I'm going to be late.

Goodbye, again

Tracing the pictures in my mind
I have come to find you, my friend
Lost again.

There's no sense in regret.
The moments were genuine
Foolish maybe, but real.
So thank you
Until I find you again.