LSS Anthology

Black Hole #20xx-01225

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The best is yet to come. Iyan lang ang masasabi ko para sa ating sender ngayong araw na ito. Minsan kailangan talaga natin pagdaanan ang mga bagay bagay para kapag dumating na 'yong araw na magiging espesyal sa atin, mapapahalagahan natin iyon ng sobra. Ang buhay pag-ibig, hindi laging masaya. Kailangan talaga masaktan ka. Kailangan talagang malungkot ka at mahirapan para kapag napagdaanan mo na ang mga iyon, pagdating ng saya ay maa-appreciate mo siya.

Kaya Ether, laban lang. Malalampasan mo rin ang problemang kinakaharap mo. Maging tapat ka lang at maging totoo sa sarili mo. Balang araw, matututunan mo ring makita ang kahalagahan ng ulan sa buhay mo. Hindi laging lungkot ang dala nito sa iyo. Sa susunod na pag-ulan, nawa tunay na kaligayahan na ang makita mo. Kaya mo 'to! *wink*

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Are you one of those people who hate rain?
The gloom and the sadness it brings like the skies are no longer strong for the burdens to be carried.
Are you like me?
Do you also hate the feeling that from the drizzle it will pour heavy cries that can make you do nothing, feel nothing... be nothing?

I used to admire the skies.
I used to appreciate every transition it bring.
I used to be happy whenever the colors blend and it will be something amazing.
An artwork, a painting.
It's exasperating that I no longer love and appreciate the things that I used to.

Paano ko sasabihin sa ibang tao na hindi ako masaya sa buhay ko?
Paano ko sasabihin sa kanila na nalulungkot ako?
Bakit sa kabila ng halos perpektong buhay ko ay hindi ako masaya?
Malungkot ba talaga ako o hindi lang ako marunong makuntento?

I can eat three meals a day, may snacks pa in between.
I lived comfortably with a complete family.
My parents are great and loving and can provide us everything.
I have two lovely siblings; one that I can look up to and another who thinks I am the best sister in the world.

I have the best circle of friends.
We help and pull each other up so that all of us can be the best version of ourselves.
I got the best boyfriend in the universe.
The man who every girl asked for.
I got everything that people wished for.

But I still think that I lack something.
Despite being the favorite, from the support system unto the luxury,
I am living the dream but I am not happy.
What is wrong with me?

I hope that I can get through this.
I hope that no one feels the same way that I do.
I hope you don't question what life is taking you.
I hope I won't do things such as taking life out of me.

What's with this rain and I suddenly feel alone?
Why am I feeling heavy?
Where will my train of thought go?
Yes, there's something wrong with me.

Ether, Please Be Better