Friday, August 26, 2005
I pull my glasses from my bow. i check if the lenses are lint-free. I put them on.
Suddenly, the blurry and wuzzy images disappear. Features of the people six feet from me are now recognizable.
And then I recognize you. I see you clearly.
Then I wish I haven't put my glasses on.
I turn away, then I take them off. Everything becomes blurry and wuzzy again.
It's a weird thing that I look for your face in every crowd. Even though I know that you wouldn't and can't be there, I squint and look for your tall frame and broad shoulders.
And when I do see you, everything stops. Then there comes the reality check, and I feel like crying everytime. I feel anger. I feel everything there is to feel. And then I turn away.
I turn away.
I always do. From you.
I always wish that you turn up in the places I least expect you to be. I secretly wish that one morning, I'll find you sitting in my classroom, reading a book or maybe playing. I secretly want to see you in the FX terminal, and you'll take the ride with me home. I want to see you smile at me. I yearn hear you greet me.
I'm tired of looking away.
I'm tired of seeing you look away.
I'm tired of seeing ourselves look away from each other's eyes everytime we meet.
It feels like you're a thousand feet away from me. Even with my glasses on, I wouldn't be able to see you anymore. It feels like you've disappeared.
If there's one thing I ask for...
I wish that the time will come when we see each other in a place or time we least expected, and I wish you that you aren't blurry anymore...
as blurry as I see you now, don.
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i know, i know...
forgive me, kuya! hehehe...
share me your patent. :D
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5:30 PM
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Blogging Degree
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Tuesday, August 16, 2005
come a little closer
flicker in flight
we'll have about an inch's space
but i'm here I can breathe in
what you breathe out
let me know if i'm doing this right
let me know if my grip's too tight
let me know if i can stay all of my life
let me know if dreams can come true
let me know if this one's your's too
coz' I see it
and I feel it right here
and I feel you right here
the vacuous night
steps aside to give meaning
to gemini's dreaming
the moon on its back
and the seemingly
veiled room's lit
by the same star
let me know if i'm doing this right
let me know if my grip's too tight
let me know if i can stay all of my life
let me know if dreams can come true
let me know if this one's your's too
coz' I see it
and I feel it right here
and I feel you right here.
I feel you right here.
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3:30 PM
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Monday, August 15, 2005
naranasan mo na sigurong magkaroon ng pasa.
pano mo nadiskubreng may pasa ka na?
siguro pag may naramdaman kang sakit pag nahahawakan o nagagalaw yung parte ng katawan mo ng may pasa.
dun mo lang nalalaman.
dun mo lang makikita yung mamula-mula at kulay blue na discoloration sa ilalim ng balat mo.
ang laki at lawak ng pasa, depende yan kung gaano kalakas ang pagkakadale at kung gaano kalaki ang nakadali sayo. ang amount pa ng sakit, depende rin kung saan ka nadale. kung sa maselang parte ka ba naman nadale, e talagang masakit diba? lalo na kung tinamaan ka kung saan ka mahina.
naalala ko tuloy noon, nung isa sa mga gig ng hale, nadale ako ng malakas sa dibdib. pag-uwi ko ng bahay, pagoom. tumambad sa aking mga mata ang pasang kasing laki ng takip ng bote ng absolute. pambihira, sabi ko sa sarili ko. sa lahat ba naman ng parte ng katawan ko, sa dibdib pa.
sa dibdib pa.
naisip ko tuloy. nasaan ba ang puso?
nasa dibdib.
at naisip ko pa ulit.
pwede kaya na ang isang pasa sa tuhod ay maka-apekto sa pagtibok ng puso?
siguro nga, hindi.
bakit ganon ang mga pasa?
pag hindi mo nakikita, hindi ka nasasaktan.
pag nakita mo na, dun mo nararamdaman lahat lahat. naiisip mo kagad kung saan ito nanggaling. kung bakit siya nandon.
pag nagagalaw, napapag-usapan, nababanggit, masakit.
bat ganon ang pag-ibig ko sayo?
parang pasa ko noon sa tuhod.
nasipa mo ako, di ko napansin.
ng biglang may sumakit.
sa tuhod ko lang ba? hindi.
dito. dito. sa puso kong nakikipag-away sa utak ko.
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4:46 PM
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