wait

dear m,

wait when my system has flushed out all the alcohol i have drank last night (3 bottles of san mig light... not that much... lol), when my body has recovered from lack of sleep (bimba, teresa and i stayed until 2 am) and my mind has cleared (it's foggy at the moment!), i will write something for you.

you have a wealth of experiences, i am just only beginning to see the surface. but my dear, you are far more precious than you admit you are... like what i told you last night, "hindi nakakabawas sa pagkatao mo kung aaminin mo sa sarili mo na karapatdapat kang mahalin at magmahal..."

i guess there will be more late night talks and drinks among us. i am looking forward to them. as i listen to you pour out your angst, i am also being reminded of my personal issues... we're all the same, m... we all have issues, we have our brokenness... we talk about them, laugh about them, cry about them... but hell, here we are, becoming better persons just the same.

far into the night

when all else has been said and done
and there is no point of going back
no sense in relieving the past,

when memories are but tiny shards
of light barely seen from a distance
and the songs have lost their meanings,

when all the bridges were burned and
all roads lead to nowhere
but where we are now,

when the last of the pictures
are torn in two
and the doors are shut with finality....

remind me,
please do remind me
whose turn it is to leave.

i’d take the first step out
with a heavy heart
but i will not look back

i would know when to turn to the sunset
and fade with the light
and far into the night.