Books Are My Refuge

Dagdagan mo ng haha para kahit masakit mukha kang masaya.

There are days when all I want to do is run back at home and tell my parents I'm not really okay.

Sana ikaw na ang huli sa buhay ko, sana ikaw na nga. Isusugal ko na ang lahat, at kung sakaling ika'y umalis at ako'y iwanan pa rin, walang pagsisisi kong tatanggapin ang lahat ng sakit, ng may ngiti kahit mapait.

My mum used to tell me that if we love and love the people around us, it will all wound back to us, enveloping us in the joy of love. Today, I wonder when will all the love I gave will work it's way back to me.

My mom saw me wearing shorts and sleeveless top. She was shocked not because of my clothes but because of the bruises and scars that I have. She ask me why do I have a lot of bruise and scars - I almost cried in front of my mom. . . I wanted to tell her that those were nothing compare to the wound I have inside yet I told her it's because of my clumsiness while laughing awkwardly, choking in the upcoming tears.

It's like when I was a child, swimming with floaters. It's easy and comforting but I know someday I'll have to learn to swim alone.

There are days that all I want is to cry but today I think I want to die.

I still check my phone despite knowing the fact that you haven't text me back.