Loving is not a one-way street, nor is a single – lensed spectacle. It is a plethora of experiences, a myriad of possibilities, and an explosion of feelings, choices and chances munificently offering the values of trust, patience and hope. Where there is love, there is both science and faith. Where there isn’t, there is only either. Where there is genuine love, there is mechanism and meaning. When it’s fake, there is neither.
I am broken because of a love I lost
It’s like my heart was bitten by a frost
I wanted to bring you back at all cost
Then, finally, I paused.
I am broken because I messed things before
No longer like how it was back in Boracay shore
Nor how it was in Cebu with your friends, us four
Then, finally, I stopped and listened to my core.
I am broken because I made you cry
For lame reasons and for thousand whys
And for wanting myself to always fly
I lost you along the way, sigh, goodbye
Today I am in shame
Not just because I thought it was a game
But because when I finally want us to feel the same
You are happy because someone else came
I will, however, give you my smile
From here to there, over many miles
No bitterness on record or on file
I will keep you in my memory for the longest while.
How do you love a person who loves you not
Who has eyes not for you but for someone else?
Who keeps you company for a little time
But will leave you, oh I can’t find a rhyme!
How do you guard your heart from falling in love
To a person you feel will make your day
Who calls you morning and night
Even if it’s wrong but feels right
How do you say ‘no’ to an honest desire
Spoken with truth and sweetest words
Who inspires you to follow your dreams
And keeps you focused on the essentials and not on whims
How do you say ‘yes’ to a love not spoken
Because it is already owned
By someone else, not you
By someone you barely know who
How do you win when you already have lost
Lost the battle you were hoping to win by all cost
Tell me why you came
In my saddest and when I am in shame
I am standing where two roads are
Both enticing and will lead me far
Both roads I hold so dear
But each I hold different fears
One I am afraid of the old
Being torn again and being cold
The other I am afraid of the new
Which I am not sure if it’s true
The first I think I can
Make it unscathed to the next bend
The second I think I cannot
be sure of things and whatnot
But the first I believe is narrow
And I need to give up some dreams
The second, though, I believe is wide
Will make me soar high, fly and glide
The first I already have travelled once
Taught me how to sing, taught me how to dance
The second I am about to depart for
Because there is something in it that beckons my core
Which do I choose in the long run
That which is serious or which I am having fun?
Which do I choose to stay for long
That which feels right or that which is objectively wrong?