My Sumilao Night Sky

My Sumilao Night Sky
Or wherever I may be, you never fail to seduce me, Ms. Luna

Sunday, March 7, 2010

How Real Can this Get?



Your voice [will be] the soundtrack of my summer.
(Thunder, BLG)


Thursday, March 4, 2010

Sinong di mapapasayaw sa ULAN?


Kung sukat kayanin nitong yaring mga luha ang pagdilig sa nanunuyot na ikaw, ay dagliang ginampanan at nasimulan noon pa.


Huwag papadaig.
Ako'y didilig.


Subalit ang walang kasiguraduhan, ay isang yakap at yapak na kumakaya sa ating dalawa.


Tuesday, March 2, 2010

You chose this didn't you?


flash that smile right there baby when your cabinet mirror appears.

flash it right there and don't bother the pangs of bitterness and pain.


You chose this didn't you?
So why bother the pain?


Flash it right there.
Flash that smile.



Be okay.
Or at least show them that you are.



Remove that disappointed look on your face.
Replace the grim with glee
and put a little cute wrinkle at each side of the eyes.


Smile.
1, 2, 3.


You chose this didn't you?
Along with this choice is the non-negotiable smile that


you have to show them... NOW.

Because we all are


suffering.

---

so we all have to



take one for the team.


Catch me I'm falling :O


Saluhan lang.

Complementarity, Chemistry and Compatibility


What is then the purpose of these 3Cs when you're dealing with the greatest, most impossible challenge?

It's as if both of you are

..a compatible modem and computer
..or a complementing appetizer and main dish
..or simply a mixture of molecules that combine.

---

You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything.


Because my roommate just broke up with her boyfriend
And she's playing this song i love for the nth time.


Because despite complementing each other,
or being compatible with each other
or having that chemistry..


If both of you are simply not meant to be.

therefore


that's just





too bad.


OR maybe, Dr. Wilson of House M.D. is right after all.


---

too big a chance, eh?

Friday, February 26, 2010

Kiss me in the Morning


Slits of lights enter through the blinds.
it's 6am.

the smell of dew and fresh grass fill the air.

it's cold and you could have used some more snoozing and curlin' up.


we all are but strangers in the night.
and mere lost souls in the morning.


when will that moment show itself once more?

'cause you are my forever and a day. Always.


*Someday you will find me caught beneath the landslide. In a Champagne Supernova in the sky*


On Disappointments

i am like so dead.

i'm sorry. :(