I’m alright..

..until I see you.

I don’t wanna see you for some time. Thank you my dear friends for helping me make it through, but still, I fall down again from time to time. Just let me fall like they did to Christ, they let him fall.

The bigger wound in my heart may possibly be  obscured by cutting in smaller wounds, but then again, maybe not.

“Upo ka na dito”

“Ayokong katabi si Kokoy”

“Hindi naman si Kokoy katabi mo e.”

“E di mas lalong ayokong umupo diyan.”

And then I sat in the said seat.

Come on, now who’s ready to talk?

I’m not, neither are you.

Now what? Time heals all wounds, but not when the skin is still being wounded.

I kind of wrote two songs last night. The first one, I could say is complete. The other one, I could say, has already been laid down.

Excerpt from the other one:

     Why can’t you just take my love and run away, run away?

    Why can’t you just take my life and fly so high? I won’t ask why. 

See? I can’t do what you told me to, I’m sorry. And I really hate the fact that I have to, one way or another.

Btw, I saw you at the jeepney station, going down one jeep and going to the mall, while I’m in line, waiting for an empty jeep to come. I should have gone for you so we could talk, or maybe I should have went around so we would “meet” each other. That was the first time I expected I would meet you, but that was the third time I saw you at that place

This post was cut short, so sorry.