hindi na ako hihingi ng tulong

hindi ko kailangan

kumportable na ako

sa mga anino,

sa dilim

hindi ko kailangan ng atensyon

tawagin mo akong sakim

ang sa akin lang

hindi lahat ng mali saakin

ay dapat na ayusin

may ilang mga bagay na hindi na dapat pang baguhin

hindi ko kailangan

maging perpekto para lamang tanggapin

at mas lalong

hindi ko kailangan

maging tama para lamang mahalin

Hindi ko maintindihan kung ano pa ba ang pinanghahawakan mo at hindi mo siya magawang bitawan.

Lumulunok ka ng lason na tinatanggi mong makakapatay sa'yo.

Kumakapit ka sa mga kamay na pilit kumakalas at maluwag na tinatanggap muli kapag binitawan siya ng
kanyang pansamantalang kaligayahan.

Ang tinatawag mong “pagmamahal” niya ay katumbas ng “pananakit”.

Ang sinasabi mong pananatili niya ay nagdudulot lamang sa'yo ng gabi-gabing paghikbi.

Paano? Paano mo nakakayang ipaglaban ang taong ayaw kang ipanalo?

he was left hanging

from a thought that

the right time will come

for the both of them

and that you will finally meet again

like how the sun meets the horizon.

She waited

for hours she couldn't count.

She waited

for days without a sound.

She waited

for months, until you're found.

So, she waited.

Unpredictable as it was,

fate made its way.

She saw a familiar posture.

Tall, skinny, with smile so shinny.

Though 'twas bleak,

she knew it was you.

Astounded by the sight,

she removed her gaze from you.

Her legs dragged her quickly

straight away from you.

Her thoughts troubled her.

Dazed.

Confused.

Benumbed.

She knew exactly

that she waited for that

— to see your smile, your eyes,

to hear the warmth of your voice.

She waited for her to find you.

She waited for you.

But she can't.

She can't fix her gaze.

She can't handle hearing your voice.

She can't stand there seeing your smile.

And maybe it is because

she knew already

that your smile, eyes, and voice

are not meant for her anymore.

You are not meant for her anymore.