1,234 letters

It’s not about “me” loving “you.” Don’t think of it that way.

This essay is one of the 1,234 letters that I have written for you. I do not know when, where or even how I will give it to you. I just wrote it addressed to you in advance hoping that you, my future partner, would admire my love for you.

It’s a cycle, a cliché scene in my mind wherein the boy-meets-girl setting ends up not-so-happily-ever-after. It’s common for you because you’ve experienced it time and time again. Kinda sucks, right?

Kumusta

Kumusta ang mga Diyos sa kabundukan ng Benguet?

Magkikita tayong muli, naway pagpalain mo ako sampu nang aking mga kasama.

Bago mahuli ang lahat, kumusta ka? Nanumbalik na ba ang iyong sigla? Ikaw bay tilay isang punong hitik sa bunga?

Pop goes my heart <3

I never thought that I could be so satisfied
Every time that I look in your angel eyes
A shock inside me that words just can’t describe
And there’s no explaining