For some reason, I can always sense that there is something missing in him. Palangiti siyang tao, pero parang walang bakas ng kinang ang kanyang mga mata. Gusto siya ng lahat, pero parang wala talaga siyang kaibigang palaging nakakasama. Mabait siya sa karamihan, pero hindi siya naging open kahit kalian. His walls will always come first. "Ano ba kasi ang tinatago mo?" I've reached a point where the frustration has been too much for me to bear. Too heavy for my soul to sustain. "Ikaw. Ikaw ang sekreto ko." (Updates every friday and/or any other random day in the week)