To The Boy Who Had My Young Heart

You were my first love, love in its innocent form You remind me of cotton candy swirl, of dragonflies, of airplanes made of paper. You were my first love, love that didn't require anything I loved you, and it did not matter if you loved me the same. You were my first love, and my … Continue reading To The Boy Who Had My Young Heart



I wish that you have the courage to speak your truth; Instead of writing sad lines of poesy I wish you could just be anything but happy; And smile without sad eyes in contradiction I wish that you could tell how and what you feel— Share your hurts constantly maiming your life; Instead of pen … Continue reading Wishes


Sometimes, the saddest stories are not the ones you read in a morning newspaper – telling someone’s dearest passed away. It’s not the different stories of brokenhearted girls – weeping about their failing relationship of two, four, eight years. It’s not the stories from array of books in a dusty corner written by sad authors. … Continue reading Wonderwall


Sana balang araw, ikaw naman ang tatawid sa tulay na pilit pinaghihiwalay ang ating mundo... Sana balang araw, matutunan mo ring buksan ang pintuan na pilit mong isinasarado sa isang taong nais pumasok dito... Sana balang araw, ikaw naman ang makikinig sa mga salitang hindi kailanman nabigyan ng pagkakataon na masambit man lang... Sana balang … Continue reading Sana…

So Maybe I’m A Masochist

There are nights when I feel my heart in chaos Haunted by memories, a girl of sullen hope Nights when I want to beat myself crying Until I fall asleep, tear-stained cheeks I think of all the things opposing goodness Like it's necessary to make my heart beat continuously Like blood the needs to be … Continue reading So Maybe I’m A Masochist