dash jin

I hope you know how it feels to be left alone When no one is there, yet I remember you promised to stay I hope you are aware of the scars your words left When you said it’s over It’s so easy for you, but it’s a struggle for me I drown myself with memories And drown myself even more upon realizing it will always be just memories

Filipino, Tagalog… WHAT?!

sa panahong “raw” at “daw” pinagkaiba’y di alam at mga tanong tulad ng “what’s tuliro?” o di naman kaya’y “what’s talinhaga?” ang madalas na marinig… buwan ng wika dapat nga bang ipagdiwang? born and bred in the Philippines we claim but we do not even know the difference between Filipino and Tagalog matalinhaga oo nga! ako’y natutuliro!

I wait for you Amid these familiar faces Love, you’ll come, won’t you? I’ll endure, though everyone gazes.

I tasted sarcasm in your kiss I shivered, and you hiss You hugged me, it was a bliss It felt strange, like an effect of a kris I chocked, I heard you gasp You look at me, our hands clasp Whispered words; they sound so rasp Being dead, I’m on a cusp…

Nakalimutan ko na Nakalimutan kong mahal kita Yun ang sabi mo Kalimutan kita Ginawa ko Lumayo Nagbago Nagawa ko Kinaya ko Pero bumalik ka Binawi lahat ng masasakit na salita At hiniling na mahalin ka Nakakatawa At napakadaya Hindi ganun kadaling gawin Na kalimutan ka Pero dahil hiniling mo ginawa ko At ngayon binabawi mo Itatapon ko ba lahat ng sakit? Hirap? Luha? Dahil yun ang gusto mo?

mula sa iyong simpleng ngiti

hanggang sa iyong pagluha

pagbuka ng iyong mga labi

o bawat pagsambit ng salita

kinabisado lahat ng iyong galaw

bawat salita mo’y nasa isipan

sa iyong atensiyon ako ay uhaw

kahit konting oras, ako nama’y pagtuunan

taon akong nangarap, nagdasal

naghintay, paminsan- minsang nagdamdam

ngunit mukhang maghihintay pa ng matagal

makuha lang ang atensiyon mong inaasam

pagsuko…

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lined up with everyone you approached each i was at the end of the line i watched you approach each person before me you were smiling, greeting them you shook their hands all of them… except me.

seated with everyone you bid goodbye each i was seated with them i watched you wave at them wished them well you were happy, contented you waved them goodbye all of them… except me.

A coin has two sides

A ruler has two ends

A gun has one point When the hunter pulls the trigger The prey will surely bleed

A coin has two sides But only one was seen A ruler has two ends But only one was given attention

A gun has one point The prey had bled

the smirk on your face

the sarcasm in your words

they make worst of my days

they stab me like swords

you don’t fight fair

and that makes you look so gay

i wish i could pull your hair

and call you asshole all day

i hate that i hate you

i hate that you talk like we’re good

i hate that you make me feel blue

i hate that you ruin my mood

Ronald had no control over the situation. The beautiful woman dragged him outside the house. He was not even given a chance to say goodbye to the Witch, or even take some of his things with him. The beautiful woman did not talk to him. He did not know what to say either so he did not say anything. But he found out one thing about the woman. She’s well skilled in riding a horse. There was only one…

Not long after Ronald left the Witch’s room, he heard heavy footsteps outside the house. It was not of a man, but of a horse.

“Another strange thing, he thought.”

Having a visitor is a strange thing. They never had any visitor, as far as Ronald could remember.

He went outside to check who their visitor is. He hurriedly opened the door. He was surprised to see a very beautiful woman standing…

I hate it much as I try to avoid you our worlds seem abreast I do everything not to look at you but you always appear in front of me I would be contented loving you from afar yet you keep coming close

I think it’s obvious though I try hard not to show

that I love you… and I need you…

and though I want to spend every second of my life with you

I can’t.

You won’t.

It’s a cliche, but you’re too close

Ronald was in a hurry. He had been in the market for hours. The Witch would be mad at him for being out too long. He walked— ran— walked to the Witch’s house. He passed by two villages, a forest and crossed two rivers. Her house was in an isolated forest. No one have ever been there– except Ronald who had been with her all his life.

Finally, he could see the house. It was a small house— made of…

Happy are those memories we had (or my memories with her). Happy is the face she has right now.

I look at her. She’s with her friends. They are laughing. She is laughing. She still laughs like it’s her last.

Maybe… maybe she has forgotten what happened the other day. Or maybe, it’s just me who still bleed because of that day.

We were together in the library.

“I love you Nicole…” I said. I regret…

if i were a book you’d be my words for what is a book without words

if i were a guitar you’d be my strings for what is a guitar without strings

if i were a cup you’d be my coffee for what is a cup without coffee

if i were a pen you’d be my ink for what is a pen without ink

if i were me you’d be you for what is me without you

You make me

fall for you

fall too hard

It makes me

scared

I keep on falling

I might die

if I hit the floor.

  You make me

happy

too happy

It makes me

scared

I might forget

forget what

sadness is.

  You make me

complete

too complete

It makes me

scared

Scared of losing

just a piece

of you.

Around 2am today, I decided to check my e-mail. I received one e-mail with the subject ‘Coca-Cola® The Happiest Thank You’ and a video attached to it. It says I must prepare a tissue and all so I got curious. Coca- Cola always have inspirational videos so I knew that I would be happy to see the video. Well, it did make me cry. And…