I wish I could tell you what a coward you are. I wish I could tell you that you didn't break my heart but you broke my spirit somehow. It's no use pointing fingers I brought this on myself. But…
I wish to be that beauty you speak of- angelic yet demure, which I am not. The mirror shows me less than your eyes see
I don’t think I can ever stop myself anyway So, I wave my hand as we drift away Your back turned toward me as I watch you fade Oblivious. Yet that's for the better.
What do you do when someone says I love you. Do you love them back?
But even if her gaze was just as fuzzy as his She can still see How wonderful he is His face His grace His smile His dimples His mannerisms
For only through these codes she could speak To someone who's truly angelic
He wasn't that far from her, literally. But there was a wide divide between them. Cannot be crossed. Will never be crossed.
You confessed to me That you loved me And the moment you said it I was thrown off to an imaginary world
Ako ang pinakamagiting na tanga. Dahil patuloy akong lumulusong at nagpapahuli, Sa matitibay na lambat ng 'di mo sa akin pagpili
I made it at 00:00. Since there are no deafening sounds from monsters trying to destroy me. There is no light bulb forcing me to write about you. Lastly, I made it since my soul endures the pain without you.
The sadness you encounter in the middle of a conversation. Then there is sadness you kept inside of your soul.
what's the use of dreaming one thing I'm sure it's true at least in my dreams I'm feeling that someday you'll love me too