The night is cold and full of silence. As we take the obscure dusk of the shuttered roads which by now gone fuliginous and hopeless. A night shrouded in secrecy. As I stared at you I saw my battlefield. My fight. I know you'll go home to him after this or not? It breaks me, and you not. Love become perennial. Kung ito man ang panahon upang dayain ang tadhana then I am willing to risk it all whatever it takes. It's time, not yours...but mine.All Rights Reserved