Torn Figments

Torn Figments

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Love, is not something a person can control neither can toss at any moment they feel like one. I was so calm back then. I didn't even sense the touches of the dilemmas of my youth life. I was so proud and fond of myself for creating that small peace I want to finally cherished those moments of my youth. Not until he came. He's independent. He's cold, demanding, and unshaved. He has that penetrating eyes, taking glimpses but locking daggers in your soul. He likes art. I like art. And maybe, because of that, he got me. His least-priced possession. The dirt in his clothes. The failure in his life. We liked our thoughts. It encircles our unarranged mindset. But our art couldn't save us. We just turn... into oblivion.
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They say sadness comes just before happiness, like how pain is followed by relief, and hardship by joy. Pero sa akin, parang laging nauuna ang saya... bago ito palitan ng kalungkutang mas masakit pa, mas mabigat pa, parang tatlong ulit ng sakit na akala mong tapos na. Baka naman, kalungkutan talaga ang bisperas ng luha. I give my all to the people I love, even if it means losing myself, like a candle slowly melting away. Pero naniniwala akong kahit ang tunaw na kandila, may silbi pa rin. Kung may handang magbuo ulit nito, to give it a new wick, so it can burn again and shine, then maybe I can too. Pero hindi ko kaya mag-isa. It's true-humans need humans too. But fate always seems to pass me by. Palagi akong umiiyak mag-isa. Unan lang ang kayakap at kumot naman ang pumupunas sa bawat luhang pumapatak. Only God and I know how much I've held in. And still, I wait... umaasa pa rin ako na balang araw, may darating na handang umupo sa tabi ko habang ako'y umiiyak, yung hindi basta-bastang aalis. I want to believe I'll experience the reward after all this pain. Na darating din ang panahon na mamahalin ako ng taong mananatili. I thought I found it. I thought it was him. But just like the rest, I waited, waited for the one who promised to stay... only to lose another soul I could never get back. Oh God... am I really meant to cry alone?

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