Hating-gabi

Bago mag-umaga
Habang ang mundo'y nakapikit
Dumito ka muna
At magkubli
Bilang munting liwanag
Sa aking gabi

Ilan pang sandali
Magpapaalam ka na
At muli
Ilang magpakailanman
Ang bibilangin
Bago ang hating-gabi

Dumito ka muna
Ilan pang sandali
Manatili
Bago sugatan
Ng walang hanggang liwanag
Ang ating gabi

Where I Met the Chubb Chubb

MEMORY OF A DREAM

Where the moon was only slivers
Through trees, like golden rivers
Of light on his face.

Where the night alone was witness
To the birth of two faint voices
That cried Freedom, Grace.

On a hill that cradled dreamers,
Under stars calling us to adventures,
There was me, and there was him.

In a hammock on a mountain
Moon-kissed I, there shivering,
Awoke... and met my dream.

a letter written on a sleepless night

did it never cross your mind that all you needed to do was tell me you won't see me nor talk to me anymore, and i really, seriously would have understood? we both could have had peace. was that too much to ask?

was it too hard for you to consider that when people leave suddenly and without goodbyes, they leave large gaping holes in the place where beautiful memories were once cherished?

i want to explain to you how i always found it difficult to trust people, and yet i trusted you. why did you have to do what the others have done? why did you not care whether i understood or not? you see, i would have understood. and i would have let you go with many well-wishes. was a little honesty too precious to spend on me?

you all can tell me that i assumed just a little too much, that you had every right and freedom to leave the way you wanted to. and maybe i won't be able to look you in the eye next time we meet because sometimes even i think those things. but in that part of me where i keep the truth, i will always know what you weren't honest enough to acknowledge nor brave enough to end manfully.

so now i have to live with the lie that has become of my memory of you. and even as i tell people that you are a good man, i don't think i can ever truly believe that again.