If I were to be your favorite place in Baguio
I want to be a souvenir shop where you go to remember
I want you to miss me even when I am gone
/and when i see you,
the butterflies in my stomach
are going to war
they are
unstoppable/
I wish you would told me "hold unto me"
Then I'll be reluctant to turn my back at you.
The memory I thought I had forgotten swallows me everyday.
So if you want go away,
Just please stay in my heart instead.
if you look at it from a scientific perspective,
love is just a chemical reaction
but if you look at it from emotional perspective,
love is so much more than that.
love is feeling like breathe clearer when you're with them.
love is accepting them for who they are and appreciating them for it.
their flaws, their scars, their imperfections
all of these will rhyme within them
there you'll find solace.
love is understanding each other without words.
love is racing two cars,
you don't always have to be on the same lane
but it's important to reach the destination
however long the other takes.
'Falling for you wasn't falling at all. It was like walking into a house and suddenly knowing I am home.'
i want to fall in love...
enough to write sonnets
about joy and warm embrace
alike to basking in the sun
because
i am tired...
of feeling love
like one would feel a storm
if you heard the way i talk about you
you would fall for yourself too
no.
i don't love you
to the moon
and back
for that implies a limit.
my love for you
it knows no end
and no phrase
is gonna trim it.
so yes.
i love you
to the moon
and the galaxies
beyond it.
Taking things
slowly
hesitantly
Don't want to hurt
the way I have been
Cause as much as I wish
I could say it
I'm not fully over you yet
You're in the rain.
When I look at the beautiful you,
the time that passes pauses.
It even bugs my eyes when I open my eyes.
There are flowers which bloom at night when everyone is asleep.
There are flowers which only bloom at fall.
Some flowers only bloom for a short while in the fall.
To me you are one of those flowers.
The days were like a desert, but when you showed up I became a garden.
I'm sorry for the things I've done
I'm sorry for what was said
I'm sorry for these words I write
While lying here in bed.
The thing I need to tell you is
You mean so much to me
But it hurts so much to realize
There are things that you don't see.
I wanted you to love me too
I wanted you to care
I wanted to belong with you
I wanted to be a pair.
But you made it fairly clear
That you don't want the same
And this, I know is all my fault
There's no one else to blame.