PROLOGUE
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Everything’s a contorted anaphora of problems, and here I am, still stuck on my kind of problems.
Love’s a game, I suppose, and in every move that we gamble there is a risk. Love’s a crazy slide and we are always trying to take a risk and just give in.
But then sometimes we get too afraid. Too afraid to get closer, too afraid to even try. That’s the reason why I’m still stuck on the first page of the story of my life.
My heart skipped a beat
Along with the shaking of my feet
This must be love I'm feeling
My mind and heart are reeling
Making my way
Slowly, slowly
Looking and walking slowly
My heart suddenly melted and raced.
Hindi ko talaga alam kung kailan ko nga ba mararamdaman ang mga bagay na’to pero hindi naman ako takot na subukan.
I was always thinking that everything’s worth a try. (Well, except for drugs, that is. And smoke, and dope , and vices and… you know what? There are a whole lot of things that doesn’t need to be tried after all.)
Kaya kung sino ka mang nilalang na nakatakdang magpakasal sa akin at botchang mahalin ako hangga’t sa mamatay, lumabas ka na sa lungga mo!
Andito na’ko, o!
Ano pa nga ba ang hinihintay mo? Hays, pagod na’ko sa kakahintay sa’yo. Sana ikaw na nga. Sana.
And yeah. I’m squeezed into a flat tire. Yet I’m gonna risk it with the picture of almost being driven to insanity with all those lines in between.
YOU ARE READING
Lines In Between
Teen Fiction"I could soothe the pain. Let me be your alcohol to protect your wound if you just endure the sudden first pain. Let me be your kool-aid. I could take away your sadness. Let me be your gravity. Just fall for me. Let me be your syringe. I'll heal you...
