The View of You

There you were sitting at the corner of the coffee shop. I didn’t think twice that it was you. Your hair, your stance, the way you sip your coffee. They were signs that I wasn’t hallucinating. You were there waiting for me. After nearly 5 years of not seeing skin to skin, there you were. And I am just nearby.

I went straight ahead and sat at the chair in front of you. You weren’t surprised. You said you knew already that I'm the person coming closer to you, nearer to you. And after I sat all I did was look at you.

I looked at you. That’s all I did. You didn’t complain, you didn’t mock me. You let me stare at you. You let me quench my thirst of examining every inch of you. It was 5 years, but you feel the same. But I know my nostalgia will end soon.

You looked at me, but not like how I looked at you. After that one look you didn’t look at me again. The exchange of reminiscing was over already. I was left unacknowledge. There we were - two bodies in one table. But I felt like I was sitting with loneliness.

After an hour or so, we decided to leave. We walked some steps outside and that was our meeting. A meeting of two souls who both hunger for their dreams. The sad part is these dreams separated our blooming connection.


And so you left. And I knew that it was the end. An end of the dream I wanted to make reality. The dream of having you, of consuming you. Your actions, your words, they all mean the same.




You have forgotten me even before I became a part of you.

Coffe with God

If He'd ask me
How I'm doing
I'd say nothing much
Just improving
My thoughts, my life
And finding reasons
To strive
To live in a place
To live and not waste
Any moment
and every event.

If He'd allow me
To ask anything
I think I would ask
Why create everything?
All You do is look at us
From above
Gaze and stare
Even if were not aware
The gift of life
Surely is a gift
But more of a curse
And we suffer from it.

We love other people
We invest emotions
But in the end You'll take them
Without any caution


That our hearts will become
Hollow
Gallons of tears will soon
Follow
The healing is not assured
Mostly there is no
Cure.

We get sick
We become evil
We destroy
And we will
Do it over and over
Again
Why create us then?

Maybe He'll just laugh
Or maybe He'd ask
What do you want?

I'll look at Him
As I give Him my mug
Words from my mouth
"Please fill my empty cup"

Ang pekeng manliligaw

Sabi mo
hanap mo seryosohan.
Hindi ko naman naramdaman.
Ang hanap ko
taong aalagaan ako.
Hindi
yung bubuntisin ako.

Tama lang na hindi kita pinagbigyan.
Tama lang na hindi kita
hinayaang
pumasok sa buhay kong
magulo na dahil
lalong gugulo kapag
pumasok ka pa.

Mas maganda nang
imahinasyon ka na lang.

Huwag ka nang pumasok sa
realidad ko.

Hindi ka karapat-dapat.

Paalam.