Of shutting myself out

I remember things I am not supposed to remember anymore.

I think of things, the what-have-beens, our silly leaping forward into the future.

I see, but I cannot remember his face. Only his nose, and his forehead.

And yeah, that smile with the crooked teeth.

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Thank you to those who listened, and cared, and said everything will be alright.

I believe you. I really do.

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On an unrelated note, I am so happy for you, Sakura-girl, that you love him, and he loves you back, with that burning passion I only see in the movies. Baz Luhrmann could have only been so jealous.

I am so envious of you both, that after seven years, your steps still lead you to one another.

Please take care of him. He is a very delicate and passionate young man, and you are so lucky to have him.

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I pray for that kind of love everyday, in between pages of reports, during mindless water cooler chatter, when I press the elevator buttons.

And no one really knows.

Of things expiring

Hindi na kami magkasintahan.

Napakasakit.

Hanggang dito na lamang muna. Hindi ko na kayang isabog ang aking palad upang magsalita.