I spit fire.

If there’s someone in this universe who doesn’t deserve me, it is you. 13

My sinful lips is not worth kissing yours. 21

My greedy hands is-- sometimes not capable of holding you. 31

My all-knowing eyes is undeserving of your innocent stares, of your genuine tears. 45

Love, the purity of your love scares me sometimes, because I don’t know if I can give back the same intensity. It scares me, but comforts me at the same time, knowing you won’t care for someone as much as you care for me; that you have your eyes on me no matter the situation; that you will still hold my hand while we cross the pedestrian even when we are in the middle of a fight; that you will still want to kiss me regardless if I didn’t brush my teeth; that you still see me as the most beautiful woman even when I don’t put any make-ups. 155

This is why you don’t deserve me. I am the epitome of a headache, literally and figuratively. I always make you sad, even when we both know that I don’t like seeing you unhappy. You are the person I care the most about, but; I often neglect to hold your hand whenever I am mad at you; I sometimes don’t want to kiss you when things do not go my way; I sometime make a devilish image of you in my head when you sleep on me. I am a terrible, imperfect girlfriend. I enjoy annoying you.. sometimes. So, won’t you still let me go? 260

Maybe you see something in me that others--even myself, don’t? Or maybe it is the other way; maybe you don’t see something in me that others do. Nonetheless, I don’t want you to ever stop being mine. I don’t want to see you after 5 years with another girl, laughing hardly and sipping my favourite juice. I want that girl to be me. This is why I will still try to take care of you in every peculiar way that I know. 343

Happy anniversary, my love. We may fight tonight, but here is a 365-worded letter I prepared for you. I love you. 

Wala naman akong karapatang magalit. Wala rin akong karapatang mainis. Pero pwede ba akong masaktan? Pwede ba akong mahirapan? Pwede naman, ‘di ba?

Ang hirap.. pero kakayanin ko. Para sa’yo.

Magsimula tayong muli, bumalik tayo sa panahon kung kailan tinanong mo ako kung pwede ba akong maging iyo. Opisyal na iyo, walang halong kalokohan at takot, purong pagmamahal lamang at katapatan. Walang takot akong bumigay sa mga yakap mo, siyam na buwan na ang nakalilipas. 

Bumalik tayo sa mga away, inis, at hindi pagkakaintindihan na pinili nating lampasan. Bumalik tayo sa mga araw na gigising ako sa mga ngiti mo, dahil kasabwat mo na ang mga kapatid ko sa kagustuhan mong puntahan ako para lang magkabati tayo. Bumalik tayo sa mga gabing hindi mo hinahayaang matulog ako ng mabigat ang nararamdaman ko. Bumalik tayo sa mga sandaling piniling mong intindihin ako, kaysa sabayan ‘yung topak ko.

Balikan natin lahat; kung paano mo hawakan ang mga kamay ko, kung paano mo ako angkinin sa mga halik mo, kung paano mong pinapawala ang pangamba ko sa mga yakap mo. Ibalik natin ‘yung mga ngiti mo.. Ibalik natin ‘yung sigla ng mga mata mo, ‘yung bilis ng tibok ng puso mo, ‘yung saya ng mga tawa mo. 

Hayaan mo akong balikan natin lahat, hayaan mo akong ibalik ang lahat at hindi na tapusin pang muli. 

Hayaan mo akong inisin ka sa mga kaartehan ko, hayaan mo akong patawanin ka sa mga kainosentihan ko, hayaan mo akong pabilibin ka ulit sa mga bagay na kaya ko, hayaan mo akong tawanan lahat ng biro mo.. at hayaan mo akong mahalin ka ulit. Hayaan mong hawakan ko ulit ang mga kamay mo, hayaan mo akong titigan ka ulit hanggang sa ngumiti ka. Hayaan mong paulanan kita ng halik, at ikulong ka sa yakap ko.

Magsimula tayo ulit, punan natin ang mga sinayang kong panahon. Ipagpatuloy natin ang naiwan natin sa kahapon; dahil ikaw pa rin, tayo pa rin, tayo lang lagi.

Maligayan siyam na buwan, mahal ko.

Alam kong napatawad mo na ako, pero araw-araw pa rin akong hihingi ng tawad sa’yo.

Maybe, almost, what if-- if we search for words in the English dictionary, we won’t find ghosts, death or even zombies the most haunting ones-- the initial words are. They are the saddest... yet, undeniably the most beautiful ones too. 

These words aren’t connected to reality and only exist in the world of dreams and fantasies. “Maybe if I did that, I would’ve gotten this”, “I almost perfected my exam”, “What if I wasn’t scared?” phrases that went against the notion of what is true. But, don’t we all live in this kind of alternative world once in our lives? Don’t we all wanna escape the harsh reality that is in front of us? 

Maybe it’s just me, but when you have nothing to hold on to but memories and thoughts of what life could’ve been if you decided to bravely fight for what really makes you happy, you will willingly resort to just imagining it. Maybe if I didn’t leave the metro, I would’ve finished my studies by now. Maybe if I didn’t let go of the person that showered me with bliss, I wouldn’t feel empty tonight. Images, events, and situations that would have happened echo through my mind and that, as ironic as it may seem, keeps me sane. Often times it only brings regrets back to consciousness; We could have been happy, things could have been perfect, we could have changed each other’s lives, we could have been laughing together about something nonsensical and perhaps finding those out would wear me down, because we did it wrong. I did nothing before, and that’s maybe the saddest about detaching yourself from reality-- the saddest of what could have beens--, you’ll never get to find out. 

But, deep down, I know I never want to look back 10 years from now and think, “I spent years trying to live within the boundaries of what ifs and what could have been.” In 10 years, I want to tell of how these fantasies tried to sap out the best in me, and I have won over it. 

You don't deserve to feel like you are paying for the affection that you want to receive. If that's the case, let him go. 

Let him go because you are not a second rater, nor a piracy of an original copy of beauty. You are molded by pain, bliss and even apathy that turned you into the lovely woman that you are. You don't deserve to toss and turn on your bed thinking as to why he hasn't texted back; and doubting your charm even more when he calls three days after. You don't deserve to feel lost in the middle of a roaring crowd, wanting desperately to find his hand to calm yourself, if he cares, he would be beside you. You don't deserve to feel insecure about how you look and the way you dress just because he liked someone else's profile picture. If he really likes you, his intention would be clear from the start. If he really cares, his eyes wouldn't leave your gaze no matter how many women walk pass you. 

You deserve more than chocolates and flowers. You are worthy of a serenade  or a boombox playing outside your window. You deserve love letters and a lots of public forehead kisses. You deserve to be shown off; may it be on social media or in public. You need eyes that light up whenever they see you, lips that curve into a smile whenever he hears you say his name, a forehead that wrinkles everytime he remembers you are the smartest woman he knows-- and that he will never win an argument. You deserve to be the reason he puts his hands on his face in the middle of the night because he cannot stop thinking about you. Most specially, you deserve assurance.

You deserve to know that he's going to be here, even in your worst days. You deserve the certainty of having someone to hold you when you cannot hold yourself together any longer. You deserve a constant force to pull you to your highest, because you've received flowers before, and it all died along with the love you thought would last. 

12:09 a.m: I still miss you. 

Don’t get me wrong, I am not sad at all, not letting the emptiness eat me again. I miss you, but in a light, positive way now. It doesn’t make me sad anymore. 

This is the kind of longing that helps you fall asleep at night, not the one that pushes thoughts to your consciousness just to turn your mind into a wholly mess. I let myself wander through places where I am with your memories-- a song, your voice, anything. And that, my boy, gives me the slumber that I have always wanted--peaceful. 

This is a yearning that functions as my wheels to drive forward whenever I don’t feel like leaving my bed. I just think about how you make me want to open my eyes every morning, how just a simple message from you gives me the energy to last for a day. Your memories, they keep me going.

I still crave the sound of your voice, for that alone gave me the smile I thought I would never wear. That made me laugh the hardest of the laughs. That made me giggle the giddiest giggles. That made me see nights as days. That made me love earphones and long phone calls.

But mostly, missing you keeps me sane. It gives me the hope that there is someone out there that will make me feel the way you did. It keeps me from letting go of the string that connects me from my heart. It assures me that if I am capable of admiring someone this hard, wouldn’t it feel greater when I already happen to love the one who will choose to love me, too?

I’ve written so many things about you and I thought reading it will hurt me, but love, was I wrong. Reading it made me realize that I am a person who loved, and will love this strong again if given a chance. Reading it sent a smile to my heart because I have truly loved you. It also started to ache because that love is still overflowing. And if I will wake up tomorrow in the first week of May last year, I’d gladly do it again. I’d gladly open up to you again. 

These past few weeks, I have been building walls higher than what I had built before. I have been hiding all of my emotions at the undermost of my heart for I was afraid of what it will cause. I haven’t been myself. I wasn’t happy. I wasn’t sad. I was listless; and people around me started missing me. 

It all began when I told myself it’s you that I want to share everything with. One night, I was feeling under the weather and I wished it wasn’t them, but you, who will come to comfort me. I wanted you to know how my day went and what I ate that made my stomach churn. When someone sent me a video to make me laugh, I didn’t watch it hoping you will send me one, too. When someone told me I look pretty, it didn’t make me smile because it didn’t come from you. I wanted to tag you on posts that make me smile, wanted to send you something that will make you giggle. I wanted everything with you. I wanted you..

without realizing I don’t even want myself anymore; that the only thing that keeps me going is the illusion that everything will be okay again. I didn’t realise I was hurting the people that still care for me. I disappointed everyone who loves me when I made them feel that I don’t want what they offer; that I am not interested in anything anymore. 

Until someone very close to me sent me this. And then it hit me; I miss myself, too. I miss me talking to everyone like I have all the topics with me and that I can make everything look interesting. I miss me being with my friends without having to think about how you’re doing in that moment. I miss me reading my favourite books and putting my heart into it. I miss talking nonsense to this person. I miss letting him know that I care. I miss being that girl who won’t let you sleep upset. I miss me being me. And I realized they were here, and you weren’t and it doesn’t hurt anymore; because they are here, and they will be here for me even when I don’t want them to. They are here because they want me in their lives, and you don’t. They are here because they love me, and you don’t. They are here because they care for me and you don’t. They are here because they still want to see me smile, and you don’t. AND IT’S OKAY.. BECAUSE THEY ARE HERE AND THEY ARE ENOUGH. 

It’s scary, you know. Losing yourself to someone. I have learned the hard way, but I am still here with them. And I am happy.

Sometimes, it takes a great deal of pain to find happiness in the little stuff we encounter everyday. We hurt because that’s one of the things that let us know we’re alive and living. We hurt, because we choose to love. But how we handle this dictates how we see life; if you let it eat you, it will.

Today, I decided I am going to be happy-- or did the universe finally let me be? I woke up feeling enthusiastic even when I have an exam waiting for me at school. I just feel the eagerness to go out and see life the way I haven’t been seeing it; POSITIVE. I have observed the little things, and I have proven one point: There are gems in everyone and everything. 

It’s when my friend said she learned something from what I taught her last night and seeing that I somehow lifted off some weights from her shoulder, that I felt like I did something good to start my day with. 

It’s when the quiz was quite brain numbing and I got outside the classroom to see the playful smile on our professor’s face, that I let the frustration go. 

It’s when I saw the chocolates on the sweets section of the supermarket that I immediately knew it’s what I want and that I don’t have to spend hours to search, that I felt giddy. 

It’s when I got home and gave my Mom one of her favourites which made her smile, that I felt happy. 

It’s when I saw a video on facebook with two cats cuddling each other, that made me realize love isn’t made to ruin you. 

It’s when I received a message from a friend, saying they wish I was there to drink with them that I knew I am still loved.

It’s when I tweeted something I wanted to tweet the whole day that I feel accomplished. 

Ironically, the sun hasn’t been up all day, but I still feel great. A book and a cup of hot chocolate shall complete me.

To my favourite person, happy birthday.

I know you will find this, maybe not today, but eventually.

So, here are 21 things to remember today and always:

1) You were my favourite person-- a friend, my diary, my go-to human being when everything doesn’t feel right and I wish you knew that.

2) You are the most genuine man I know. Everything that comes out of your mouth is full of sincerity and truth, do not change that.

3) You are the rawest guy living. Your transparency inspires me to be real, you got no filter-- may it be with your emotions or thoughts.. and that’s both beautiful and destructive.

4) You got the most alluring smile, I hope the right person falls in love with it along with the package the comes with having you. 

5) You are a dork. Have I told how deep your mind is? Because..

6) ....You are an old soul. While others kill to be in the trend, you sit back, and enjoy songs people our age haven’t even heard about.

7) You are one of the smartest guy I’ve met. I love the way you never back down on arguments even when you always let me win in the end. 

8) You care too much, but you don’t want someone to take care of you, and that’s something that needs to change; You will not always be okay, and in times of struggles, you’ll need someone else you to hold you, too. 

9) This is why I want you to know, and I will always let you know that you are worthy of the blessings and the love you receive. 

10) You have the purest heart and you have touched many people with it... especially your mom. 

11) What I adore the most, is the way you put your mother at the center of your life. I see it, know it, that you will do everything to make her the happiest and you amaze me more for that.

12) You love too much, but show so little of it. Please, starting tomorrow, promise yourself not to be afraid of love.. it has too much beauty, too much happiness, and too much courage to give you.

13) I haven’t told you, but I am so proud of you. So proud of what you are today and so much prouder of what you will be in the coming years. Fighting, luv!

14) I love your laugh. The way your voice sounded sweet when you giggle. The way your howl echoes through the room and through me.. through my heart. 

15) I love you mood swings. Even when it annoys me most of the time, I love it, I love that I see that part of your personality. 

16) You are loved, Dale. 

17) I want you to conquer the world with your wit and talent. 

18) I know you can do it. I believe you.

19) I will never lose faith in you. You may lose your faith in everything but mine will keep you going. 

20) I miss you.

Panalo Ginebra.

Dapat masaya ako, hindi ba?

Dapat punong puno ng post ko ang timeline niyo.

Dapat nagtatatalon na ako.

Panalo Ginebra,

Pero bakit hindi ako masaya?

Bakit hindi kumakabog 'yung dibdib ko na kadalasan nama'y

tumatagal hanggang pagtulog ko?

Bakit pakiramdam ko, normal na pagka-panalo lang ito?

Panalo Ginebra,

Pero bakit hindi ako

namumuna ng mga taong ayaw sa kanila?

Bakit parang gusto ko na lang na hayaang ma-bash sila?

Hindi ako interesado, hindi ako nasasaktan.

Panalo Ginebra,

pero bakit hindi ako naiinis,

sa lahat ng pangungutyang ginagawa ng meme's pages?

Hindi ako nagmamadaling mag-rant sa ibang tao tungkol dito.

Ni hindi ako nagpaparinig.

Ni hindi ako naiiyak sa mga komento.

Panalo naman 'yung Ginebra, 

pero bakit wala akong maramdaman?

Hindi ko mahanap 'yung saya, kaba, inis, galit,

lungkot na bigay sa 'kin ng mga laro nila? 

Bakit nakatulala lang ako sa tv, 

bakit hindi ko tinatawag lahat ng santo kahit na nalamangan na sila?

Panalo sila,

pero siguro nga'y ubos na ako. 

Binuhos ko na nga siguro lahat ng emosyon ko

para sa isang tao. 

Wala akong maramdaman, natuyo na,

na kahit ang lungkot ay ayaw ng dumapo sa 'kin,

miski ang galit, natunaw na.

pati ang saya, umalis na.

Panalo sila, 

Pero natalo ako.

sa'yo

sa ibang tao

 You are.

Even when you think

you’re a piece of trash,

Think of me as a beggar,

I need you to pull through the unfairness of life.

You are worth it.

Even when you see

yourself as someone hopeless,

I will give you something you can hold on to;

even if it’s just a fool’s paradise,

at least that’s where my heart lies.

You are worth it.

Even when you say 

you’re as difficult as my Math exam,

I will not neglect learning about you;

You are my muse, my subject, the only one I shall concentrate on,

and I will master the art of understanding you.

You are worth it.

Even when you do

things that annoy me,

I am not letting it stick to me;

I will love to love the stuff that makes you laugh,

even if that pushes my buttons sometimes. 

You are worth it.

Even when you think

you’re stupid and dumb,

because you’re far from it, far from anything less smart;

but I’d like to be stupid and dumb with you. 

You are worth it.

Because you smile 

the most earnest smile.

You make people happy with that;

Don’t lose it, for I haven’t seen tenderness in others the way I saw it in you.

You are worth it.

Because you show concern 

in the most bizarre way.

Your attention to details will guide you to the right person,

seeing how you care so deeply.

Don’t throw that one away, I loved you for being so kind. 

You are worth it.

Because you love

your mom more than anyone else in the room

Everybody wants to have a friend or a lover

who is fond of the first woman who loved him;

For the second, or the last the you will love,

you will, beyond doubt, love unconditionally. 

You are worth it. 

Because you are 

funny, and smart, and loving, and caring, and an asshole all in one;

Nobody wants perfect.

A little balance is what makes it great. 

You are worth it.

Because you are

YOU.

And I don’t have to explain this part to people, 

because they can’t see you the way I see 

You may not remember it, but everything about you is still clear to me. Memories flood my whole being and I cannot swim away from it; don't think I would if I was given a life vest. What I had with you-- and what I never had, I treasure it. People can ask me about you five years from now and I will still smile while remembering you.

Every girl recalls how she first realized she's got a crush on someone, or is it just me? Because, baby, I can still relive what happened that day. Okay, I don't remember the exact date, but it was mid September and our class took a test on tentenenen!!! my favourite subject-- English. I was so confident I can ace it, but I ended up mistaking 2 items. It wasn't a big deal, really. Not until we got dismissed and when I went outside, I saw you with your friends and you asked me about my score. Long story short: You got 29 and I got 28. I teased you about being smart and you just laughed, saying I still do better than you. It was then, luv, it was then that I realized I have a crush on you. It was then that all I ever talked about is how smart you are. It was then that your name became my favourite word. It was then that you became a regular visitor of my mind.

How about the night I figured you're the cutest drunk dork, ever? It was 8 o'clock and I, along with my friends, was still at the University after our 5 p.m class. We were talking and I suddenly saw five figures walking on the ground floor. I immediately know the ony with a messy hair was you. You sat on a concrete adjacent to my place at the 3rd floor. You saw me, and you started calling my name. I don't recall how many times you shouted my name, but it was music to my ears. I was on the upper floor and you were on the ground but I can still see your face and how red it was because of alcohol. You were smiling that damned genuine smile that can make every girl crazy, and in that moment, I wanted to see more of it. I wanted to see you happy because it's a possession so precious and I want to savour it. I wanted your smile and wanted to know everything that causes it. I wanted you, luv. 

I just want you to know that the night you asked my friend for my number was a blessing. The sleepless nights that came after it were worth it because it was spent talking to you. If the universe were to relive those moments, I would not have it any other way, except for one thing: I would like to ask the universe to let me like you a little earlier. I can't like you back then for you were in a relationship and I wanted to be a friend. I wanted to be there when things a getting complicated; and boy, was I there the whole time. I was there until I started liking someone else, someone who is physically closer to me, not realizing what I have with you, what I share with you, what I feel for you, the strong connection between us, is so much bigger than what I could have with anybody else, so I am sorry for constantly ignoring you. I am sorry my attention shifted. The universe and this fucking fate just won't let us. They won't let me like you in the right time, but I still liked you anyway. I still liked you even  when it's not the universe that tells me not to anymore, even when it's already you. I liked you knowing how complicated this could get. I like you even when it will create a gap between us.. and I am sorry.

Hi.

I heard you will be dating the most amazing man on earth? You may not know it now, but you will eventually. He’s a bit hard to understand at first, but when you get to know the depths of what makes him, you’ll enjoy learning about him, I promise. 

I just want to tell you some things, things I know to be his truest side. That way, you’ll get to take care of him the right way. That way, you won’t waste your chance. 

He’s stubborn. Of course, lots of guys are. But his stubbornness is mixed with gentleness and a bit of something that warms a heart. He will constantly ask you to smile, and that may get annoying sometimes, but please bare with him, he loves your smile. He won’t stop nagging about how you’re better off without him, but you should know that you’re not. Stick with him, even if tells you not to. 

He cares a lot and shows it in a way you think he’s fooling around. That guy has a flowery mouth, but everything that comes out of it is sincere. He may joke around sometimes, flirt even, but you’ll feel his sincerity in the most unusual times. Maybe it’s when you’re scrolling down to your old conversations and you see that he doesn’t get tired of reminding you of your worth, or when you receive a message from him out of the blue-- meaning he’d been thinking about you... or when he’s not annoying you at all. 

He thinks he’s not worthy of love. He thinks he doesn’t deserve what you want to give him, so please, please do not get tired of showing him his worth. Give him the attention that he gives you, even when he says he doesn’t want it. Give back all the praises you receive from him, tell him he’s handsome and that he’s amazing, and that he’s complicated but easy to love. Do not give up on him. Persuade him, if you must. Don’t listen to a hush voice inside you who tells you that he should be the one doing this. Don’t. 

He’s different from any other guys. Things doesn’t have to end for you to notice it. While they tell you to go outside in the middle of the night, he tells you to go home. While others asks you to take care of them, he asks you to take care of yourself. While others make you want to cry, he wants to see every curve that your lips make when you smile. While they say you’re beautiful because they want something else from you, he tells you you’re beautiful because that is what he sees. He’s different, you see. He’s better than any of them.

He has experienced the worst side of love, so please let him have its best part. He may tell you he doesn’t believe in it, but deep down, he wants to have it with you. He wants to feel the butterflies in his stomach, he wants to calmness you bring, he wants the longing it sends. 

I’m writing it to you, because I never got to at least let him feel the affection that’s overflowing inside me. I never got to tell him what I really feel, because in every try, he stops me. I know he just doesn’t want me getting my hopes up, I know he just doesn’t want to hurt me, because that’s what he said. But, please, take the risk. Risk it for him.

Sincerely,

Oo, aalagaan ko ‘yung sarili ko. Kahit hindi mo na laging ipaalala sa’kin, kahit wala akong matanggap na mensahe mula sa’yo, aalagaan ko ‘yung sarili ko. Hindi ako magpapabaya, pipilitin kong pigilan lahat ng sakit. Kasi hindi ka naman nagmintis na paalalahanan ako..

Oo, mag-iingat ako. Alam kong delikado na ‘yung mundo ngayon, dahil bukod sa maraming sakit na kumakalat, marami na ring handang pumatay para sa masabing nagiging tama na ang lahat. Magi-ingat ako, kahit na wala ‘yung mga mensahe mo para bumungad sa’kin tuwing umuulan, nagpapa-alala na dapat, dapat magii-ingat ako. Magi-ingat na ‘ko, hindi na ako masasaktan ulit, babantayan ko na ‘tong puso ko.

Oo, ngi-ngiti lang ako parati. Kasi maganda sa akin ‘yung pag-ngiti, ‘di ba? Kasi pag naka-simangot ako, mukha nakong yaya. Ngi-ngiti ako, sa bawat taong makakasalubong ko, pero gusto ko sana, ikaw sila. Gusto ko sana sa’yo ako ngi-ngiti. Kasi ikaw lang naman nakakakita ng halaga ng mga ngiti ko, kaya simula noong nagpasya kang hindi ako kausapin, ‘di ko na alam kung kanino ko hahanapin lahat ng ngiting binigay mo.

Salamat ha? Dahil ikaw ‘yung nagi-isang taong hindi nagsawang sabihin na maganda ako, kahit alam naman nating dalawang malayo ako sa definisyon nito. Araw-araw ata, nakakatanggap ako ng papuri galing sa’yo, araw-araw pinaparamdam mong may gandang makikita sa ‘kin ang ibang tao. Salamat.. salamat talaga.

Pasensya ka na rin, kung madalas kapag kailangan mo ako, wala ako. Madalas may dahilan akong kahit kailan ay hindi mo naman idinahilan kapag ako ang may kailangan. Pasensya ka na, dahil binalewala kita. Hindi ko inisip na minsang kailangan mo rin ng makakapitan. Ako lang ‘tong laging kumakapit sa’yo, ako lang ‘tong laging napapakalma mo. Pero sa panahong kailangan mo ako, hinayaan ko lang na pasanin mong mag-isa ‘yung problema mo.

At ngayon, nagsawa ka na, bilang kaibigan, bilang tao. Siguro may nakakausap ka nang handang dumamay sa’yo, ‘yung hindi busy kapag kailangan mo. Sana, masaya ka. Kahit naman hindi ko pinapakita, eh ‘yun lang ‘yung gusto ko. Kung mayroon mang babae sa buhay mo ngayon, iparamdam mo rin sana ‘yung pagpapahalagang pinaramdam mo sa ‘kin, kahit kaibigan mo lang ako. Araw-araw mong sabihin na maganda siya, na magi-ingat siya, na alagaan niya ‘yung sarili niya... at mahuhulog siya sa’yo. 

“Okay na ako.” Huling salitang narinig ko ata ‘yan sa’yo.. Sana nga, okay ka. Masaya ka sana, ‘yung totoong saya. ‘Yung sayang hindi mo akalaing mararamdaman mo, kasi akala mo hindi ka kamahal-mahal. Mali ka ‘don, sobrang dali mo lang mahalin, at sana hayaan mong mahalin ka ng ibang tao. Dahil kahit sobrang sakit ng nakaraan mo, karapatan mo pa ring maranasan kung paanong magmahal.