Saturday, September 26, 2020

Ocean Eyes

Why is it love,
that every time I look into those eyes,
I lose my breath
and feel like drowning on dry land?
And despite of the fear of the unknown,
you make me want to dive deep
into those ocean eyes
and face the turbulent storms
lurking underneath the surface.
Why does it feel like,
the beginning of you
will be the end of me?


I'm scared
I've never fallen from quite this high
Falling into your ocean eyes
Those ocean eyes


Photo Inspo: Coron, Palawan - June, 2019





Sunday, September 20, 2020

I Like Me Better

caught in the moment between

here and forever

today and tomorrow

hello and goodbye

either way it's fine

'cause it's in those "mornights"

where i first met the version of me that i like

the me that i am when i'm with you



midnight into morning coffee
burning through the hours talking...
damn, I like me better when I'm with you


Friday, September 18, 2020

Lifetime

our lines have crossed
a couple of times
always there were sparks
appearing at the point of contact
a flick of a moment,
a fraction of a second,
that if you blink your eyes
you just might miss
this tiny firework show that appears
where our crossed lines kiss


was there a lifetime waiting for us
in a world where i was yours



Monday, September 14, 2020

Music for Cars

she jumped into his car

and never looked back

he said,

"are you sure?

'cause once we do this thing

there's no turning back"

with nervous hands

she buckled her seat belt

and chose a record from his pile

she popped it in the stereo

and when she pressed play

she looked him straight in the eye

and said

"just take me to the place

where stars are made"



We go where nobody knows
with guns hidden under our petticoats 


Sunday, September 13, 2020

Invisible String

i am a jumbled mess of letters
a scatterbrain of a person
always losing her keys
or tripping over her feet.
yet somehow,
and no one knows how,
this set of feet managed to
find its way to you.


isn't it just so pretty to think
all along there was some
invisible string tying you to me


Saturday, September 12, 2020

Pink Skies

sound of the crashing waves

pink skies hanging above 

sand beneath our feet

you and me 

- with arms entwined -

in the in between


Leap Day 2020 - (Mariveles, Bataan)



Talkin' under pink skies, 
I think our hearts are starting to show
That it's better, you and I, 
under pink skies

Friday, September 11, 2020

Here With Me

there are days when I 

feel like one of those felines

who are reckless enough to take the leap

believing they can always land on their feet


it didn't matter if it's

only the ground that will catch me

or if it will break my fall

or just break my bones


my only regret, if ever there's one

is if i've already used up

most of the nine lives that i have

before i get the chance

to spend it with you



*there it goes again. i was just doing something utterly mundane, when out of the blue, this song played and i suddenly felt this heavy ache deep inside my chest. there was too much sadness it made me wanna weep. the feeling still lingers up to now but it's more bearable. times like this makes me wonder if being an empath is a blessing or a curse.  


Thursday, September 10, 2020

Begin Again

as i lay on my bed
i listened to the static sound 
that the blank tape had created
it kept on spinning round and round
dancing as if no one is around
playing a music that silence has drowned

then the button finally clicked
signaling that it reached its peak
there i thought that it was the end
for a soul that could never mend
until i heard the sound of thunder
and its promise of rain
i flipped the tape over 
and when i pressed play, i knew i can begin again



Tuesday, September 8, 2020

Drops of Jupiter

And I'm back again from my stay on the moon, since my return ticket has been long overdue. So, here we are. It's been quite exhilarating and frightening at the same time. It's been years and yet, it feels like it was just yesterday when I was still writing these things that I have no idea where they were coming from. I may not be that same girl before, who used to lurk behind the clicking sounds of this keyboard, imagining stories with her rose-tinted glasses; but she might still be in there, somewhere, just waiting for the right moment to come out again. It's hard, because so many changes were happening all at once, and yet, they were not the same changes that I was once expecting. Life can really hit you hard at times, and all you can do is get up and keep moving. As of the moment, I'm still feeling lost as to which direction I should take. I know I've got my plans and maps laid out, but somehow, I keep on ending up on places that weren't even drawn or written there. Don't ask me how, I just do. So there. I just hope that once this pandemic's over, my head will finally be clear enough to lead me to the direction that we are supposed to go. Living the adult life is difficult, but appeasing the inner child who refuses to let go makes it more challenging. One thing's for sure though, I won't let go of that inner child as well, because she's the only thing that keeps me from going over the brink of a monotonous and lifeless future. Cheers to us and the inner kids within. May we all live to see the end of this tunnel we are currently in.




Friday, September 4, 2020

Best Part of Me

walking through the city streets
in one of those mindless wanderings
with my phone broke down
leaving me open to the sound
of the city noise
and your imagined voice
calling me home
away from the void
but all i do is roam
far from the sound I've been trying to avoid
    escape
    freedom
    sanity
    clarity
words I can never comprehend
I'm already at my wits' end
my mind only knew of peace
when you are here with me