Her Damn, Cold Heart

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Prologue...

Puso? Meron siguro ako niyan. Pero para sakin, organ lang 'yan eh. Hindi naman 'yan ang basehan kung mahal mo ang isang tao. Bakit? Kung bumibilis ba ang tibok ng puso mo, may mahal ka na agad? Hindi ba pwedeng may naka-salat lang diyan? Ganun yon. Walang pagmamahal sa mundo. Baliw na lang ang ganun.

Puno ng kalungkutan ang buhay ko. But who cares? Wala akong pakealam kung ganun ang buhay ko. Actually, wala nga akong pakealam sa kahit sino eh. Kasi para sakin, that is how things are. Manhid ako. Sobra pa nga sa manhid eh.

Nowadays, reklamo ng reklamo ang mga tao kung bakit sila nasasaktan. Kasalanan rin naman nila yun eh. Bigay sila ng bigay. Kahit hindi naman nanghihingi yung taong binibigyan nila. Walang maloloko kung walang magpapa-loko.

What's so great about that 'Love' everyone's going silly about anyway? That is just pure bullshit. Too much fights, too much arguing, and too much bullshits. And I don't wanna experience it. Not even once.

Because me, Alysson Ordanza, and my damn, cold heart, will forever be like this, always.

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