I thought I was done, And yet here I still feel.

I'm still stupid enough to wonder why you didn't feel the same way. I had forced myself to think that it's only a matter of sexuality... Until the what-if's started kicking in. Every night, I wonder, and I torture myself with all these different assumptions based on self-criticism. I come up with all these explanations on why you didn't fall for me. I think of it all. In the end, though, I'll never really know why. I'll never know because I don't have the guts to ask you, "What is it that I didn't have?"

I saw myself in you; You didn't love me, So I can't love myself either. And all I really want Is to love myself.

Was that you? I can't help but think that that was you. Fuck, I haven't talked to you in a long time. Please don't tell me that I am this desperate to think that he was smart; to think that he was you. Please don't tell me I'm hallucinating. Please tell me that was you.

Nais ko ring marinig Ang mga bulong mo sa kanya, Mga palihim mong awit Na mapanukso't mapanghalina.

Your heart is the only thing that my heart could ever dream of.