After H&M (gxg)

Phil Feels Like Home No More

Around this time last year,
I went to the Phil.
And it felt like home.
But as I pondered on the memories,
And the photos flooded my eyes,
I had a wake up call.
Phil felt like home to me,
Because you were there,
Waiting for me,
With a heart full of love,
And arms filled with safety and promises.

And I've been wanting to go back,
Planning and dreaming,
But those dreams got stuck,
As the wake up call slapped me hard.
No more us means no more you.

Picture this.
When I arrive at the airport,
You wont be waiting for me.
When I walk by the sea that stares at MOA,
My hand will be empty.
As I take the many public transportations,
You won't be there to lead the way,
Nor be there to put your arms around me.

And if my feet do take me to Pangasinan,
I might see you with someone else,
And that would break me.
And it's the kind of heartbreak that can never heal.
My knees will fail me,
My heart will squeeze dry,
And I would wish the ground would take me.

So you see,
Phil feels like home no more to me.