Leap Year

It comes only once
every four years,
and they say
that it's only the time
where our roles
can be reversed.
If I should make 
the first move,
would you accept
this heart
I laid out 
in this silver platter
that I'm offering
only for you?

Black Magic

There's something about

the way you smile,

that makes me want to believe

in miracles and dreams

that come true.

There's something about

the way you speak,

as if every word

pouring out of your mouth

is an incantation

that will put me under

your spell.

Bring out your wand

and weave me into your magic.

I am a willing sacrifice

to your enchantment.

Sugar Lips

I indulged myself
on caffeine and sweets,
giving in to the craving
that I felt for the
sugar rush I tasted
once in your mouth.
But then again,
it still isn't the same.
I'm afraid
that you've forever ruined
my taste buds for anything else.
Now everything will
just be second best
to you.

Cough Syrup

Floating in this

medicine induced haze,

I watched the day go by

in a slow motion pace.

I can see the words 

popping out of everyone's heads,

like bubble balloons

full to bursting of 

words that they wanted to say,

but they can't,

or they won't,

because they're afraid

of the possible repercussions.

And here I am

in this medicine induced high,

itching to prick those balloons

with this imaginary needle in my hand

as I prance my way down

the hallway.

Rest Your Love

When light fades to

orange and pink -

to the dark hues

of purples and blues,

you will see me there

standing beside the window,

watching silently 

as the night unfolds

over the city.

Will you share with me

this view that never fails

to captivate me?

See how this horizon

reminds me of you,

and all the possibilities

that you bring.

When the stars go out

you can rest your love on me

When the world gets loud

baby you can rest your love on me

Confessions of A Silly Girl To The Boy She Loves

The girl in me fell in love
with the boy in you.
All she wanted to do was to tend to 
all of your needs and 
all of your whims.
To kiss away all of your aches
everytime you scrape your knee
or whenever you beat up another kid
for picking on her.
She just wanted to hold your hand
while you cross that swaying bridge 
above the river, 
pretending to be brave
enough to take you up on your dare
eventhough she knows that you did
it all on purpose,
just so she'd reach out for you.
She fell in love with you then,
and she's still in love with you now.
The only thing is,
a part of her grew into this woman
who learned how to be cautious enough
with every step she takes
because she saw how life can sometimes
be too cruel even for the ones
who deserve something better.
And it's her who admits cowardice,
from falling in love with 
everything of you.

Story of Us

Is it just a string 
of mere coincidences
that each footstep I make,
feels like it's leading me to you?
Or is it fate,
in one of her moods,
as she playfully weaves her tale
of you and me
and the journey of us
as we find our way 
to each other?

Heartstrings

You woke me up
when you stumbled in front of me,
tangling yourself
with my heartstrings;
making me want to wipe that
smug grin away from your face
with my own lips.

To Be With You

Do you never tire out of giving?
Because my arms are limp
from reaching out,
and yet no one but you
is brave enough
to keep it still in its hold.
How do you do it?
How do you keep that smile
I came to love
even as life batters you down?
I have nothing else to give,
and yet you keep your hands open
for what little I can 
and willing to give.
How can I stay?
If I even find my own self
too coward to take that leap
just to be with you.

Follow Your Heart - or Where the Popcorn Is

After all the stress from the previous weeks (with my mom getting hospitalized for a couple of days and all the strain from work getting piled up) my body and brain surely needed a bit of a reprieve or else, I'd be bonkers and mad as hell. So yesterday, after getting off from work, I passed by the church first, which was what I've been doing a lot lately to say my prayers and and give my thanks for the day. I may not be what you would call a religious person, but in times when my mind's been getting too wired up for me to think straight, it is the place I usually run to. For me it feels like an oasis in the middle of the desert. With all the calmness washing over me, I left the church with a lighter heart so I followed my feet and took up the first jeep that stopped in front of me. I don't know if I told you this before, but whenever I feel like I'm getting sick and tired of my life's monotony, this spontaneous streak of mine suddenly comes out. As I paid of for my fare, instead of telling the driver my usual destination, I told him a different place and since he gave me my change already, I just stick with it and alighted on that place. Seriously, I didn't know what I'd do once I got there so I just wandered around aimlessly. Then suddenly I found myself standing in front of the movie ticket booth. As I scanned the list, I realized that Dead Pool was showing so without further ado, I bought my ticket and entered the cinema with a bucket of popcorn and a big tumbler of Coke in my arms (comfort food at its finest). ;)  As I got in, I settled in my seat and immersed myself into the movie and I swear, I didn't notice time as it passed by. It sure is not for the faint of heart, but the nonsensical side of me liked it. My favorite part of the movie though was in the last part, when he was about to get reunited with the love of his life, he said something in the lines of: "I'm just a boy standing in front of a girl, asking her to love him (ala-Notting Hill style)" ;) After the movie (and a tummy filled with popcorn and soda) I roamed around some more before finally deciding to take a ride home. As I alighted outside our village, I took the long walk home instead even if the night is a little bit chilly than I would have wanted. It's dark and quiet and it calmed me a little bit. What warmed my heart though was the sight of the moon as it looks like it's literally smiling down on me. It felt like it's saying, "Don't worry little one, everything's gonna be okay." And I sure do hope it would. 

The Beginning

I didn't know that I was falling,

not until when I realized that

I've already sunken deep into the sea of you.

But instead of drowning,

why does it feel like it was only then,

when I found myself wrapped up in your arms,

that I breathed for the first time?

 'I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look, or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.”  ~ Mr. Darcy

"Oh the things you do (or watch) just to steer your mind away from the stress of everyday life. I never was a fan of zombies and any of the undead stuff, but add Mr. Darcy into the mix and voila! it'll surely make my brain happy. ;)"

Fortune From The Cookie (Monster)

Terrified

I am terrified 

of the thought of losing you,

maybe that is the reason why

I am not brave enough

to have you.

All these distance is

tearing me to pieces,

but longing for you is something 

that I can bear,

as long as it keeps

the thought of losing you

away.

Weak

Do my words make your heart ache
the same way mine aches for you?
Does your mind wander 
on my side of this earth
as my hand reaches out for yours?
Wanting you was never enough,
but needing you,
could it ever be too much?
For this frail heart
to risk for?

'cause my heart starts beating triple time, 

with thoughts of loving you on my mind.

I can't figure out just what to do

when the cause and cure is you.

Everglow

Like the fading light of the sun,

you slip through my fingertips

leaving only a trace of your warm glow.

I succumb myself to the

beckoning whisper of the night,

but I swear,

my fingertips could still remember

how it first felt 

when I traced the shape of your lips

as it curled into one of those rare smiles

that you used to make just for me.

Put a Little Faith In Me

You have too much faith in me,
sometimes I even doubt myself
if I deserve that much.
How can you trust 
something broken and worn out
to keep your heart safe in its hold?
How come you always have the answers
to the questions I'm afraid to ask 
even to myself?

Indian Summer

Will you believe me when I say

that you make me feel

as if I breathed for the first time

everytime your name passes through my lips?

That your eyes reminded me of spring

even while the storm was closing in?

Unexpectedly, 

you came to me like an Indian Summer, 

bringing with you the warmth

that broke through the cold winds

that surrounded me still.

Winter's End

I stood under the sun,
chasing for the warmth that's been 
eluding me for far too long.
But the frost never did thaw
no matter how long
I stood underneath its rays.
When will this winter end?
If the sun never seem to 
stay long enough
for the warmth
to sink beneath my skin.

Empty

I'm not used to feeling this pain

here deep inside my chest;

this aching need that burrows itself

into this empty space that you left.

Tell me how do I unlearn

something that made me 

feel alive for the first time.