Paige was a realist, until Isaiah became her idea. Isaiah was an idealist, before Paige became his reality. As the two lost souls found home in the lonely roads of Luzon, bizarre things greeted them. Melancholy, perhaps. But if odds create something as beautiful as her, as out of the world as what he is feeling, then may the odds be with them always. When things are understood by the mind, but refused to accept by the heart, what will happen next? This is where the line between life and death became visible, as we call it love. This is where the melancholy calls, and shall be heard. This is where we will feel alive, for we know that the stars are not dead and the sadness will not last forever.

Ibon mang may layang lumipad, kulungin mo at umiiyak.

Marahuyo 1.2 : The Anonymous Lover About a girl who couldn't tell the difference between colors red and green, was blinded by the idea of love. She hides under her stan name, Estrelya; an art enthusiast and a fanatic of Makisig's unique and enchanting rhythms. Willing to do everything for him, Estrelya became his one-call away friend, but in her mind was a different story.

sometimes you have to die in order for you to live.

Fin is a word from Italian and Spanish language that means "The End" or "Finish". In Finn's mind, this must be the meaning of his life ever since he was born.

The lethal and the pure. The black and white. Opposite sides burning each other's souls. Parvana Naia Bukhari and Zeus Vincenticus Ferrer. When she first stepped into his life, he knew she was nothing but trouble. Sweet smiles and prayers doesn't fit with his rock n roll soul. As fast as they catch the burning flame of attraction, it spiraled down into nothing but specks of dust. What the fuck is love when religion, beliefs, and their entire lives contradicts each other? This is how we started. And this is how we end.

A dumb suggestion from my friend says that there's a foolproof method to know whether you like someone romantically or not. It's simple. All you have to do is close your eyes, think of that person, and imagine kissing them. Kapag nandiri ka, e di hindi mo gusto. But if the opposite happened, e di, delikado ka na. I'm a hundred percent sure that I only see Chio Cervantes as a friend. I just got confused because he's suddenly everywhere right after my ex-boyfriend got into a relationship with a girl he told me not to worry about. Besides, hindi ko rin siya type. He's noisy. He's shameless. He procrastinates a lot. He likes wiping the sweat off his forehead and wipe it on my arm. He drives with both his hands which somehow doesn't look appealing . . . and for some reason he doesn't refuse picking me up even when it's late at night. He always brings an extra handkerchief because I keep on forgetting mine along with a shirt I can borrow in case I need to change. He brings me good food to take my mind off deadlines. He doesn't hesitate to communicate his feelings and I honestly envy him for that. And he makes me laugh. Whatever. But just to be sure, at dahil madali lang namang gawin 'yong method, I closed my eyes and imagined his lips against mine. I realized one thing after opening my eyes. I'm in deep trouble and there's no way of getting out. BETWEEN YOUR LIPS AND MINE Cervantes Series Second Generation #1 2022, ynativity