sleep talker

i had a dream that we are dead.
but pretended to be alive.

wanna be on your shirt when it's cold at night.
thinkin' it might get warmer.

*wanna sleep a decade

for a change

f*ckin' teased with life. want new environment. hmp. :/

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global warming? or ur just too hot to handle? ;)

u should learn how to walk away quietly

--then come back later with a glock40.

**i feel sleepy. and hatin the humid. fvcked up freakin shit.

fightin over sumthin stupid.

That's what we do, we fight! You tell me when I'm being an arrogant son of a b**ch and I tell you when you're being a pain in the a**! Which you are 99% of the time! I'm not afraid to hurt your feelings! You have like a two second rebound rate and then you're back doing the next pain in the a** thing! I'm saying it's not going to be easy...It's going to be really hard! We are going to have to work at it everyday but I want to do that because I want you! I want all of you! You and me together everyday for the rest of my life!

and the lead role is me.

you know?
it's kinda frustrating when you're reading a love story that fails.
when a girl is trying to win back the guy she is sure off that
is made for her. well having him made for her is a different
thing. you get what i mean?

she is for her. not sure if he is for her.

well anyways-- as I was saying, it upsets me to read such story.

and what is more frustrating?
it's when you realize in the middle of reading the story.
you found out. --your the lead role. BANG!
"hei. im the lead role. im the girl who had her heart broken"

what is more frustrating than realizing that it is your story.
your the lead role, and your prince charming is out there.
unconscious about everything.

you've just realized after a bus ride going home
and breathing in all the pollution at edsa that
your battle ends.

your battle ends when your finally home,
and you go straight to bed and cry without you
taking off your shoes yet, and its been a silent cry.
silently crying for 4 hours straight over someone,
who cant barely remember your name.

i keep on insisting that we're meant to be.
and i thought id be happy because im fighting for
what is real and for what i truly feels.

that loving him morethan anyone else could
love a guy has always been enough.
i thought.

well guess what? Im wrong.

hurts as hell, thats how i describe itbefore.


well. they shud have invented an appropriate term.

because i love him. i still do.
and it hurts.
morethan any dictionary or Wikipedia can
ever described. not even google can
describe how much hurt i've been keeping
while i keep on insisting that id wait for
the only man i've loved this much and i wud ever loved.

he is the only man on planet earth that can make
me the happiest person living with just a simple
kiss on the forehead.

i love him. never been as sure as hell.

you know the feeling that you wanna
take good care of someone.
every hour of your day.
that's what i always have inside me.

but your not expecting that on that story.
there's twist. because suddenly there wud be no ending.
none at all. no happy ending. not even sad ending.
there is none. no ending. the story ends at the midst of
you mumbling words.

no. not because the lead role died.
its because the lead role lived,
but more of a dead damsel.

suddenly i wanna go out with my old friends.
well not literally old, you know what i meant.
or be somewhere that would make me
remember who i was before i met you.

because when i focus on waiting, i didnt notice that i lose myself miserably.

i wanna love myself.
i wanna love myself.
i wanna remember how to love myself.

i give up.
finally. i admit i lose.
i lose you.
i lose you.

and i have 300 words inside my head.
i dont know.
i dont know.
i dont know.
a hundred times.

will i comeback after i've gain myself again?
that i cant answer. well now, im giving myself
no choice but just to leave. because i think you
happy. and aside to my love for you, knowing
that your happy is morethan enough.

one last. once more.
from day one up to now, i have loved you.
i have loved you way-back our past life i know.

I LOVE YOU.
i hope to see you on our next life.
i just cant wait.
and if ever your still not made for me.
i'd still be excited to wait another lifetime.

now.

the long battle is over. i should be coming back
to where i should be, where would that be?
ill find out. that'd be my next mission.

pneumonia.

nothing matters..

as long as i see your face..
your eyes..
your hair..
your lips..
touch your skin..

you know what love is?
love is when you speak to me..

it is wen you kiss me..

IT MOVES ME INTO MY SOUL..

love is all about you..

i miss you. :)