~Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be
I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about
And she's got everything that I have to live without
Drew talks to me, I laugh 'cause it is just so funny
That I can't even see anyone when he's with me
He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night.
Mabilis kong idinilat ang mga mata ko nung makarinig ako ng maingay na nagvi-videoke! At talaga namang Teardrops on my guitar pa ang kanta. Bumangon agad ako at kinuha ang alarm clock na nasa ibabaw ng computer table at saka mabilis na pumunta sa may binta.
"HOY! IBAHIN MO YANG KINAKANTA MO SINASABI KO SA'YONG BABAE KA KAPAG HINDI KA TUMIGIL LALABASIN, TALAGA KITA DYAN! HINDI AKO BROKEN HEARTED! NARIRINDI LANG AKO SA INGAY MO!" Diri-diretsong hiyaw ko pagkatapos kong ibato ang alarm clock malapit sa kanya para mapansin niya ako.
~He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
Aba't talagang sinusubukan niya ako ha! Padabog kong binuksan ang pinto ng bahay. Hindi pa ako nakakalapit sa babae, tinanggal ko na ang tsinelas na suot ko at ibinato sa kanya. "HOY! PINATATAMAAN MO BA TALAGA KO HA?" Bulyaw ko.
Ipinasa niya ang microphone sa batang babae na katbi niya saka sya tumingin sa'kin. "Ano? Hoy Alexis! Ano bang sinasabi mo?" Sigaw niya sa'kin pabalik.
~Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?
Tinignan ko agad ng masama ang batang kumanta. "Amina nga 'yan!" Inagaw ko sa kanya ang microphone.
"And there he goes, so perfectly
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
She's better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause" ako na ang nagtuloy ng kanta habang sumasayaw-sayaw pa at ineenjoy ang kanta. Wala akong pakialam kahit maraming dumadaan sa kalye at tumitingin sa ginagawa ko.
"He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light
I'll put his picture down and maybe get some sleep tonight
Because he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
BINABASA MO ANG
Writer's Block
FantasyA fantasy which seems to be more like a reality. Or a reality which seems to be more like a fantasy? Or perhaps, a combination of reality and fantasy.
