
Tissues and Crookedness
This is just a daydream.
Can you pick your phone back once more?
Dial my number for the first time in nine years.
Say your hello again and I’ll say mine sweeter. …
This is just a daydream.
Can you pick your phone back once more?
Dial my number for the first time in nine years.
Say your hello again and I’ll say mine sweeter. …
paano ko nanaising magpatuloy kung sa bandang huli ay maraming mawawala?
sapat na sakin ang dalawampu’t walong taon na nasilayan ko ang kariktan ng daigdig, …
And I can’t get over you.
I cannot just erase you in my mind.
I cannot just unlove the spirit that lives in your chest,
and just like how you vanished,
I cannot convince myself that you were just a mirage from a lucid dream. …
And this is not where it ends, there is more.
This life is mine to suffer, this is mine, this way alone.
I don’t know what my old soul has to learn from it.
I don’t know what my old soul did. …
You made me understand that a broken heart can heal in a million ways.
You taught me that pain can be a crayon to much happier days.
And for the aches and bleedings, you gifted me,
I owe you my betterment …
We will end up to this.
You, drifting far away miles to miles
Falling out of love. …
Because whenever I look at the mirror I can still see him staring at me,
But I’m afraid
He’s gone through a lot of pain that all I can see in his eyes are dead fires
And an imprisoned soul. …