I've always wondered how it feels to die. To not feel anything at all. Is it true that pain would end but memories would stay? Is it true that dying is not the end? Is it true that if I die, everyone that I care about would care for me, too? That if I die, everyone I love would love me back? Ganun na ba talaga? Magkakapake lang ang tao sa'yo kapag namatay ka na? Kapag huli na ang lahat? Maybe it's true, they would only know your worth when you're already gone. That's the time that they would care. They would give a f*ck about you when you're not there anymore. I want to fall. I want to die. Maybe I would be happy if I did. Maybe pain would end. But before I fall, I just want them to know that.. I was happy. I was once happy.

Idadaan natin sa tula, sa simpleng tula, sa maikli o mahabang tula, marami mang saknong at taludtod, bwisit bahala na.

A petite young woman with black short hair, emotionless face and cold blue eyes. Hysemi, a mystery to everyone. A sketch pad always on her hand. A sketch pad that holds a big part of her. No one knows her past. No one knows her background. In short, nobody knows her except for her name. "They only know my name. They don't know me."

Panandaliang kilig, Panandaliang pagmamahalan, Panandaliang pagsasama, Panandaliang saya, Lahat ay pansamantala, Lahat ay nawawala. Ngunit sabi ko nga, Hindi porket pinagtagpo tayo ay para na tayo sa isa't isa. Maraming pwedeng magbago, Maraming pwedeng mapalitan at maraming pwedeng mawala. Mahal kita ngayon pero maaaring sa susunod ay hindi na. Everything is temporary, especially my feelings.. but not always. May darating na temporary at may darating na permanente. Ang taong panandalian at ang taong pang-matagalan. Mayroong magiging totoo sayo at mayroong hindi, Lolokohin at papaasahin ka. Dadating para saktan ka, pero sa huli ay magiging aral para sayo. Magiging aral na mas makakapagpa-buti sayo. Tanggapin ang paparating, kalimutan ang nakalipas.

There's only one thing I'm bad at. Hindi ko kayang aminin ang totoong nararamdaman ko. Natatakot ako. Sa puntong isusuko ko na lang ang lahat kaysa gawin ko ang bagay na kinatatakutan ko. I hated myself dahil ganoon ang ginawa ko. Pinairal ko ang takot. I didn't even try. I had the chance. I had the right time and the right place. I had you. Too bad I threw it all to waste.

"I've always wanted to ask you this, Night." She said, smiling at me. "Why.. why not me?" I never thought one question could leave me speechless.

"Sync. That rude lady."

"Who's your President?" They frowned, "Sincovel."

Bigla niyang binago ang buhay ko. Binunggo lang ako at hindi mo aakalaing sa dulo ng lahat, siya pala ang magbabago sayo. In the middle of getting hurt because of my bestfriend, he came and made me forget everything. He.. gave me two changes.

Kahit kaunti, kahit hindi totoo.. basta meron.. basta sinabi mo mahal mo ako. Maniniwala ako, tatanggapin ko. Mahal kita, 'yun lang 'yun. Mahal mo ako, pero hindi totoo. Masakit? Oo masakit. Sobra. Pero anong magagawa ko? Pilitin kong mahalin mo ako? Mahalin ng totoo? Mahalin ng todo-todo? Katulad ng pagmamahal ko sayo? Ang isang babaeng katulad ko.. ay napakaimposible.. napakaimposibleng mahulog sa isang lalakeng kagaya mo.. hindi naman kita type, ayaw ko sa ugali mo. Oo pogi ka pero gago ka. Bakit ako nahulog sayo? Bakit ako na-inlove sa taong katulad mo? Bakit ako napamahal sayo?