Thursday, March 28, 2013

Nakakapagtataka

It's 47 minutes past 2am when I arrived in our place from a night out with my friends... After drinking a lot, talking a lot of things, serious or not, we finally decided that we can't handle one more bottle of vodka anymore, so we decided to part our ways and go home... For reasons unknown, I didn't fall asleep yet, so I decided to open my laptop and try to play around on the net... When I get connected, I dont know what happened but I just opened the google and started searching for the lyrics of the song below... So i opened this account and decided to post it here, hoping that tomorrow I will know how of all songs, this is the one that caught my attention in my tipsy, and lonely mood... Come tomorrow, I hope I will know the answer... Basta at this moment, ito ang song na naisip ko at ikaw(MATR) ang naiisip ko. Here's the song and its lyrics anyways...

Nakakapagtataka

Walang tigil ang gulo
Sa aking pag-iisip,
Mula nang tayo'y nagpas'yang maghiwalay;
Nagpaalam pagka't hindi tayo bagay,
Nakapagtataka (hoh hoh)

Kung bakit ganito
Ang aking kapalaran;
Di ba't ilang ulit ka nang nagpaalam,
At bawat paalam ay puno nang iyakan?
Nakapagtataka, nakapagtataka

Hindi ka ba napapagod,
O di kaya nagsasawa,
Sa ating mga tampuhang
Walang hanggang katapusan(oh?)

Napahid na'ng mga luha,
Damdamin at puso'y tigang,
Wala nang maibubuga,
Wala na 'kong maramdaman (hoh)
Kung tunay tayong nagmamahalan
Ba't di tayo magkasunduan? (oh hoh hoh)

Walang tigil ang ulan
At nasaan ka araw?
Napano na'ng pag-ibig sa isa't isa?
Wala na bang nananatiling pag-asa?
Nakapagtataka, saan na napunta?

Hindi ka ba napapagod,
O di kaya nagsasawa,
Sa ating mga tampuhang
Walang hanggang katapusan(oh?)

Hindi ka ba napapagod,
O di kaya nagsasawa,
Sa ating mga tampuhang
Walang hanggang katapusan(oh?)

Kung tunay tayong nagmamahalan,
Ba't di tayo magkasunduan, oh hoh ho hoo?
Hmmm...

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Storms in Life






“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what storms are all about.”

- Haruki Murakam

You Never Knew


I stand in front of the sunrise today, filled with awe at the beauty that lies before me. I wish I could have at least an idea of what falls beyond the horizon, just as much as I wish the sea will open up to me and eat me whole. Yet the sea seems to bear a somewhat unexplainable message I couldn’t decode. Something perhaps everybody knows about, something I should have known a long time ago just as much.

I stand here between the sun and the sea, both of which existed since time immemorial. I lay still, nursing my cup of coffee that turned cold, as cold as your heart has become and my pack of cigarettes, as stale as my love for you. The love you never knew existed.

The wind blew right into my face, sending shivers to my spine. It gently flew away my hair that covered the tears that I have unconsciously cried for you. I did not notice how strong the wind has become until I felt it leaving a dry saline line upon my face.

Suddenly, like a dream that has been haunting me in my sleep, I see a familiar event flash right in front of me. I could see myself alone in a room crying till there’s no more tears left to cry, holding on to my pillow that has become my faithful companion in the advent of my trying to put you to oblivion. It has never been easy for me to have always fallen asleep with pillows still soaked with tears as I wake up. Yet, you don’t have the faintest idea of these all, do you? You never knew.

So here I am, escaping from the bondage of you. I am a hundred miles away from the past that I am painstakingly trying to mend. This journey is for the part of me I wish to redeem, for no other reason but to put you all behind me.

These will be the last tears I’ll cry for you. It won’t be easy, I know. But just as the sun that never fails to rise each waking moment of every day and the sea that forever links one landmass to the other, this decision wouldn’t fail me. You will now be just a past worth smiling about as I think of how much I will be capable of loving another, in time. I did love you, you know. To the point of surrender. But then again, you never knew.

You were then my entire universe. Its time you ought to know.

MATR


That was it: I expected something back. I expected something in return, some acknowledgement, anything really. Friendships also come to an end eventually and I’m deeply, deeply sad and sorry that ours has found its end. I didn’t want to go on without ever hearing from you again, but I guess we’re both too tired? You’re too tired to bother, I’m too tired to keep trying… I thought we would overcome everything this time, I really did, for the sake of all the great things that we’ve had together, but someone said “[…] don’t do anything expecting something back, sometimes you just have to accept it’s over and move on […]” or something along those lines. Acceptance doesn’t make it less hard, but I’m accepting, little by little. Sometimes I just miss your laugh when I say something stupid, then I think of it instead of saying it out loud and my heart skips a bit… You’re missed, just so you know if someday it makes any difference.

Monday, March 25, 2013

The World and I

“I’ll never love again…”
“just words… you’ll never stop falling.”
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The world has given and it has taken more and more from me. So i’d like to live and let myself be and remove these lingering thoughts in my head – to run as freely and breathe the worries confining and fettering me. I’d like to cast-off every shadows enfolding my sanity - and get a glimpse of love and of life and simply of eternity.

So if you see me wandering off to a far and distant land, know that my journey is just starting. Don’t turn away but stay for awhile and I will tell you of accountings from a far away place in a far away time when the world is just remembering – how innocent, how pure and sweet everything can be.

Tell this seeker, this wanderer because I’m all the more yearning to find a home for this lonely soul, a home I can find solace. The world has given but it has taken more and more from me.

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“home, I’ll never find home…”
“where your heart is… it is home.”

Kape, Sisig, Yosi at Ikaw


Kape 

We started over coffee, sabi ng isang kanta. At doon nga tayo nagsimula – sa kape. Niyaya mo akong magkape isang hapon. Over cappuccino, nagkuwentuhan tayo. Kung anu-ano lang. Mababaw. Malalim. May kwenta. Wala. Hindi pa ubos ang kape ko pero sabi ko, kailangan ko na umalis. Alam mo bang gumawa lang ako ng excuse para madala ko iyong cup ng tall cappuccino kung saan may nakasulat na pangalan mo? Kasi, itatago ko siya, bilang memento ng una nating pagkakape. Pakiramdam ko kasi, magiging significant sa buhay ko ang araw na iyon.

Hindi nga ako nagkamali.

Nasundan pa ng maraming beses ang pagkakape natin. Hindi ko na nga mabilang sa dami. Madalas, kahit nakapag-kape na ako, kapag nag-yaya kang mag Starbucks, papayag agad ako. Kaya may mga araw na napaparami ako ng kape. Mga araw na hyper ako at walang kapaguran. Mga araw na hindi ako puwedeng gulatin, baka atake sa puso ang aabutin ko. Mga araw na parang may kabayong tumatakbo sa dibdib ko, although baka dahil lang din iyun sa presensiya mo. Mga gabing hindi ako makatulog dahil nasobrahan ako ng kape, at nasobrahan sa iyo.


Sisig

Pork sisig ang inorder ko the first time we had lunch together. At unang beses pa lang kitang nakasama, nasaksihan ko na kung paano ka mag-alaga. Marami na akong nakasabay na mag-lunch pero sa iyo, doon ko lang uli naramdaman na inaasikaso at pinagsisilbihan. Saka, kahit na maraming tao doon sa restaurant na pinagkainan natin, parang tayong dalawa lang ang nandoon.

Hindi ko na mabilang kung ilang beses ako umorder ng sisig tuwing magkasama tayo. Sisig sa lunch, sisig sa dinner, sisig din ang pulutan kapag nag-iinuman tayo. Sisig nga din ang hinanda ko noong unang beses kitang pinagluto, di ba?

Marami na akong natikman na sisig, pero iyong unang beses na nag-lunch tayo, iyun na yata ang pinakamasarap na sisig na natikman ko.


Yosi

Matagal ko na tinigil ang yosi pero noong makita kitang magyosi noong nag-kape tayo, humingi ako sa iyo. Ang sarap kasi pagsabayin ng yosi at kape. They complement each other.

Kaya sa tuwing magkasama nga tayo, napapayosi na rin ako. At hindi ko na namalayan, bumabalik na naman ako sa addiction ko sa sigarilyo.

Naalala mo iyong isang beses na naiwan mo ang yosi mo sa bahay? Dinala ko ang yosi mo sa opisina. Nagulat ang mga officemates ko noong nakita nilang may isang kaha ako ng yosi. Bakit daw ako nagyoyosi uli. Sinabi ko na yosi mo iyun, inuubos ko lang kasi sayang.

Humirit iyong isa, “Hindi ko yata gusto yang lalakeng iyan para sa iyo… He’s bad for your health.” Hindi ako nakasagot.

Ikaw

Parang eksena sa pelikula kung paano tayo pinagtagpo ng tadhana. Nakakatawa nga eh, nagbabasa ako ng “When God writes your love story” habang may nakasaksak na earphones sa tenga ko noong pag-angat ko ng mukha, nakita kitang dumaan sa harap ko. Nagkatinginan tayo ng ilang segundo pero nilampasan mo lang ako at patuloy ka sa paglakad mo. Ilang hakbang na ang layo mo noong lumingon ka sa akin. Ngumiti ako sa iyo at nilapitan mo ako. Doon na nagsimula ang lahat.

Dumating ka sa buhay ko ng hindi ko inaasahan. Pero sa padating mo, kasabay noon ang pagbago ng mundo ko. Sa kabila ng pagiging abala ko sa maraming bagay, pagdating sa iyo, nasisira lahat ng plano ko. Hindi ko na napapansin ang oras kapag magkasama tayo. At napupuna ko na lang, lagi na kitang hinahahap. Parang hindi kumpleto ang araw ko kapag hindi kita nakikita. At kahit na lagi kitang nakakasama, mawala ka lang sandali sa tabi ko, miss na agad kita.

Lahat na ng kabaduyan, pumapasok sa isip ko kapag naaalala kita.

Mahal na nga yata kita.

Kahit hindi tama.

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How can something so wrong feel so right? Iyan ang tanong ko noong minsang matutulog na ako at nakayakap ka sa akin. Mali ito, oo. Pero bakit parang ang sarap-sarap matulog at magising na kayakap ka? It felt so good it seemed right…

Oo, masaya tayo kapag magkasama. Pinapadama mo naman sa akin na mahalaga ako sa iyo. Dalawang beses mo na rin sinabing mahal mo ako pero hindi ko pa rin alam kung hanggang saan tayo makakarating.

Ayaw mo ng commitment hindi ba? Malinaw ang usapan natin sa simula pa lang. Sinabi mo kasi, ayaw mo makasakit ng ibang tao. Kaya okay na iyong ganito. Hindi mo nga lang alam, nasasaktan mo na rin ako. Kasi, unti-unti na akong nahuhulog sa iyo, kahit hindi ko alam kung ano ang lugar ko sa buhay mo.

Bakit kasi kailangan pa maging komplikado ang sitwasyon natin?

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Bakit kaya kahit alam natin na nakakasama sa atin ang isang bagay, tinutuloy pa rin natin? Marami ang may gusto ng sisig, kahit na “bad for the heart.” Nakaka-cancer ang pagyoyosi, at nakaka-palpitate ang kape, pero na-a-adik pa rin tayo dito. Bakit? Kasi iba ang pakiramdam na nabibigay ng yosi at kape. Iba ang saya ng dulot ng pagkain ng sisig. Kaya kahit masama, kahit alam natin sisingilin tayo ng katawan natin sa panandaliang kaligayahan na iyon, tinutuloy pa rin natin. Kasi sa kasalukuyan, masaya tayo.

Parang ikaw… alam ko na hindi ka nakakabuti sa akin. Alam ko na in the long run, masasaktan lang ako sa iyo. Pero bakit habang maaga pa, hindi ako umiiwas? Kasi sa ngayon, napapasaya mo ako. Napupunan mo ang ilang taong pagkukulang sa buhay ko. At pinapadama mo sa akin ang mga bagay na akala ko noon, hindi na darating sa akin.

Ikaw ang sisig, yosi at kape ng buhay ko. Hindi ko maiwas-iwasan, hindi ko kayang tanggihan, kahit na alam ko na iisa lang naman ang patutunguhan nito – sakit sa puso. 
- Obra ni Noringai ng Peyups...

Friday, March 22, 2013

A Thought of You

I think about a lot of things on days that we don’t get to see each other. I kept thinking about you, about me, and about what’s happening to us. I spent long hours thinking about you and about how you’re never happy (or seldom happy, I’m not sure). Hear me out, I’ve got one theory.

You always tell me, you’re independent. You can take care of yourself. You once mentioned that you always cried alone…that you’re sad and that you’re miserable.

Perhaps that’s it, the key to your happiness. Is finding someone whom you can depend on, someone who would take care of you, someone whom you could run to when you want to cry. That someone whom you would let you help carry your bag, or wipe your tears for you, or make you laugh for the silliest things.

As I can see right now, there are loads of people offering their shoulders for you to cry on, offers of protection and security, even love and care (for some there were offers of sex). But that is not the dilemma. It’s you being too scared to take the risk, too scared to trust anyone. Aversion to pain, right? That is completely understandable; I know that for a fact, because I myself just got out of a three-year relationship, you know that. Three long years of my life, it still stings whenever I think about it (but that’s another story for another time). The wound from your past relationship is still fresh, you’ve been single for how long now? I grieved for my one year relationship for almost a year.

But how can you know happiness and feel it if you don’t know sadness? How can you really smile and mean it if you haven’t really cried and felt pain? How will you find out what’s on the other side if you don’t actually stand up and see it for yourself? Life is all about risks. You take a risk and if you fail, move on. If you make it, then thank God. It’s actually simple when we think about it. It’s just a matter of when to take the risk.

It is a good thing that you’re taking small steps to try and get over it…meeting new people, going out, seeing me. And I thank you for that. For spending time with me and taking time to get to know me better among other things. I really appreciate that. Telling me that you care about me, I’m quite flattered. Once in a while I wonder what I did to make you feel that way… I kept asking myself, how did I get so lucky. And of all her admirers why me? Questions I probably would never stop asking.

I’ve grown fond of you in that short time that we’ve known each other. I love spending time with you…I love waking up and finding you beside me (on those few times that I do get some sleep)… I love watching you sleep like a baby after a night of pure bliss…I love strolling at the mall even without touching because just the thought of you there beside me is comforting enough…I love checking my phone when I wake up then finding that you rang mine…I even love receiving your one transmission a day txt message knowing that you thought about me even once during the day.

I’m not saying that I’m the one who can make you happy, that I can give you what you need…that I wouldn’t hurt you. There are things I can’t promise you…Hang-ups do suck big time. But what I can promise you is that I can be there for you. Whenever you need me, ill be there. Sounds cliché but true. When you want to cry, I can wipe your tears for you. When you need someone to carry your bags for you, I can help you carry them. I can try to make you laugh if you want. I could be that constant factor in your life, like your family and your friends. I can be the One who’s always there.

I think I told you that I can see myself falling in love with you…which is actually scaring the hell out of me…because I’m headed that way. Fast.