But we write too much about heartbreak as if things never made us happy at some point in our lives

wag kang magmamahal ng taong mahilig mag TRAVEL. hindi sila sanay mag STAY

Say sorry for breaking her heart. Say sorry and mean it. Say sorry for being not good enough. Say sorry for giving everything up. Spill your reasons—the real ones. Yes, the truth cuts deeper, but that’s what she needs. Say sorry for all the things you might’ve done wrong, even for those you don’t even know about. Because I’m sure as hell she just simply chose not to complain about all sorts of things; that she just chose to keep it because she didn’t wanna look like a selfish brat hungry for perfection. Say sorry for the insensitive words you might’ve said. Say sorry for all the tears she shed. Say sorry for the lies you said just to avoid conflicts. Say sorry for the nights you made her doubt herself. Because even though your “sorry” is never enough to alter your previous mistakes and even though it won’t fix her in the right places right away…a closure is a start.

gusto mo pa ba? ako, sawa na. kakapit ka pa ba? ako, pabitaw na. kaya mo pa ba? ipaglalaban mo pa? kasi ako, hindi na. ayoko na.

People ask why you love the one who doesn’t love you back, and not the one who got your back. And you smile a very sad smile because you know you can’t really do anything about it. Because you honestly believe that love could not and should not be forced. Apparently almost all people are just the same… aren’t they? Aren’t we? We crave for the love we cannot have, and apologize to the people who we couldn’t love back. It’s the domino effect. You fall for one, they fall for another.

Not everyone deserves your friendship, or your care, or your heart or your love. And some don’t even deserve the words that explain why you’re taking it all back. Even if they deserved your heart and your respect before, it doesn’t entitle them to it forever. Sometimes you have to adjust your behavior based on another’s, even if you were willing to provide that love unconditionally before.

i. The moon has a way in calling out my name, and darling, I am too afraid that the stars will no longer guide me back into your arms. I hear them telling me to get lost and continue walking away until your laughter is nothing but a distant memory a few years back. Will you miss when I start wandering into the vastness of this city?  ii. I stopped counting the white lines in the pedestrian lanes because, somehow, I have engraved the numbers in my mind (14, 8, 28, 6, 20) with all the times you took the place of loneliness by my side. With eyes closed, I can remember the impatience on your face as I foolishly count each line. And I love that little laugh you have when I finally finish my counting. iii. How many shots of alcohol can you take before wanting to kiss me? iv. My heart aches with missing you. v. Can we stay up until the morning sun wakes up and, baby, I’ll hold you until we fall asleep as the world starts to buzz with life. Run away with me and search for dreams amidst the people’s beating hearts. vi. How are you? I hope you had a lovely day. vii. I saw a bright yellow flower today, and darling, it pales in comparison to the warmth your smile has to offer. viii. Do you ever miss me? ix. The setting sun wounded the sky, making it bleed a glorious shade of crimson. I stopped in the middle of the road, not minding the passers by, because at that very moment, I thought of you. I thought of you and remembered the very first time I told myself that I love you. x. Someone else held my hand tonight. But he wasn’t you. I kept on looking for the gentle caress you do on the back of my hand, the sudden tightening of your cold hand against my warmth. And your gentle hands will always be my favorite. Always. xi. Hold me. Kiss me. And I’ll write poetry on your fingertips down to the soul of your fears. xii. I love you. xiii. When can I see you again? xiv. Be selfish with me. I am yours as long as you want me to be. I have stories waiting for you over dinner. The love in my back pockets are for your taking. My warmth and light are yours to use when the road seems too dark. My love, you need not worry because I always find myself loving you beyond all the scars and imperfections.  xv. Come back home. Please.

Educate yourself. When a question about a certain topic pops up, Google it. Watch movies and documentaries. When something sparks your interest, read about it. Read read read. Study, learn, stimulate your brain. Don’t just rely on the school system, educate that beautiful mind of yours.

Mahal nga pala kita. Mahal pa rin pala kita. At sa wakas, hindi na kasing sakit ng dati, pero mahal, masakit pa.

Stop smoking, drinking, partying, and whatever you are doing to have fun, and see how many people are left around you.