All I know that I'm in pain, tired physically, mentally, and emotionally. So let's get started with this one question, "Bakit ba tayo nagsusulat?"
Poetry flowed out of me so fast and ferociously, that it actually scared me a bit. Raw emotion found its way onto the page before I had a chance to realize what I was writing about.
Are you happy without me? If not, I'm just here waiting for you to come back.
Tomorrow is not promised and we don't what will happen and that makes life worth living for
Pull out that photograph. Do you see the faded dots of tears all over your face? Can you count the number of dots or how many times each dot was remade on that photograph? Stop. Your train has arrived.
Ayoko nang makausap ka, kasi sa bawat tawa mo naaalala ko yung mga panahon na ako pa ang dahilan ng iyong pagsaya. Ayoko nang malaman kung anong ginagawa mo, kasi wala akong ibang gustong gawin kundi ang kumapit sa iyo.
It was like a roller coaster swirling around through the speed of light. With the constant blurring sounds plus the never-ending drama anthologies of your existence. It was the moment, you want to take the knife and slash it into yourself, feel the weakening beat of your heart, and draw the last breath of your soul.
My eyes are ordinary but you can see the truth from it. It is a clear well of who I am inside.
This year has been really tricky, it taught me so many things in life. I've been through so many adventures and obstacles. The road has been rocky but it is all worth it.
It took me a while before I decided to write this note. I told myself that after all the tears, I should be able to stand again. And here I am writing for the last time; hoping that this letter could reach you.
She believes what she can right now is temporary it won’t constantly remain and every step has it’s own best worthwhile
The walk seemed endless, but after a while, I found myself back to where I started. It had been a painful walk in the shadows. I thought I could face it with less tears, but I didn't. Although, by any means, I think I had been braver still.