P A A L A M Paalam na, aking mahal Ako'y di na magtatagal Ngunit wag mong isiping basta-basta nalang akong bumitaw Dahil ilang buwan din akong nag-iintay Di mo man nakita Di mo man napansin Na kahit nung ika'y lumisan Ako'y narito parin Paalam, mahal ko Kahit masakit, ito'y gagawin ko Di lang ito para sa kalayaan mo Ngunit para din sa pusong patuloy na nagdurugo Sana'y bukas sa pagsikat ng araw Masaya ka sa mga kamay niya Mga letrang aking binigkas Kalimutan mo'y wag sana Bakas sa aking puso Lahat ng ala-ala nating nabuo Mga araw na ngiti ko'y lubos Ninanais noon na oras natin ay di maubos Ngunit mahal, ubos na nga Hanggang dito nalang tayo May iba ka nang mahal Ngayo'y tinatanaw nalang kita sa malayo Kung dati rati ako ang nasa iyong tabi At ako rin ang iyong kausap gabi-gabi Ngayo'y iba na, at wala na akong masabi Nakatikom nalang ang aking mga labi Paalam aking minamahal Kailangan ko mamaalam na Kahit ang puso'y ikaw parin ang laman Wala nang dahilan na para ako pa ay magtagal Sa larawan ay wala na ako Kaya't humihingi akong paumanhin sa aking pagsuko Mga sugat at sakit di ko na kaya tanggapin Kaya ang pamamalagi dito'y di na pipilitin Dahil mahal ko, masakit na Paunti-unti na akong nanghihina Kaya mahal, ako na'y namamaalam Bibitaw, tulad ng ginawa mo matagal na Paalam
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You're a puzzle. Completely challenging and complicated. But a puzzle is a source of entertainment and joy. It's also a way to enhance one's skills and knowledge. I, myself, feel wiser whenever I am able to complete a puzzle of some sort and I do feel proud whenever I succeeded. But you, you're an utterly different puzzle. No, you're not just a puzzle. You're that, mid-terms, finals, pop quiz, and long test all compressed into a being--you. And I feel pressured, anxious, and weak at the sight of you. You make me crazy. I get all these weird feelings inside of me everytime I am in your presence and I do not know what else should I do to stop feeling this. And we all know we are not talking about some shit exam or puzzle game here, we're talking about you. The guy I am so madly inlove with. I just don't get why it's still you even after all these times, even when you've already broken my heart, it's still you. When I look at you, my heart still skips a beat, it falters and I get weak. Whenever we'd talk, I still get butterflies. And when I look into your eyes I see the beautiful night sky painted with shimmering stars. But then when I'm all alone I remember you and all the pain you caused and the trouble you brought. And I see why the constellations and these celestialities exist; for 2AM nights where I can't sleep and when I remember you. You're the reason for the darkness in my room and the void that I stare into in deep thought. And every waking moment is spent thinking about you and reminiscing about us and how it used to be. You're the most precious thing I've ever laid my eyes on and I touched the fire and it burned. My heart's broken but it still yearns for your touch and the sound of your voice. And I still cry and get jealous. I'm still on this downward spiral and my head is spinning like mad and I see stars. And I still don't have answers to all these questions bottling up inside of me like, why do I still love you? But I dived in the water so long ago that I decided to just continue swimming. And when it rains, it pours |
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