I cried while walking home from work today. It was a quiet morning and there were a few joggers nodding good morning as they jogged past me. The sun just started beaming its glory over this lowly girl who felt the morning due was a mixture of the dry earth and her sour tears. All because of a boy.
I had a nightmare yesterday. I dreamt that my ex sent me photos of him and his girlfriend. They looked in love and the only thing clear to me was the pain that kept stabbing as images flashed one after the other. I’m not bitter but I’m honest. And even if the images were happy, or the fact that it was just a dream, the pain was real. I really don’t want to remember the stabbing feeling. The reason why I’m writing is because it’s been a long while since I tried rechanneling all this pain to other things. I’ve just been crying and crying and crying - it’s getting pretty boring really. All that crying for all the months that’s gone by. I’ve got to start with something, even if the words are all blurry and I’m a little messed up right now. So here it is. Writing about a nightmare and this crying woman on her way home from work. All because of a boy…
who broke her heart.
I filled forgotten pages
of old newspapers with scribbles
of unsaid sadness.
I often found myself
curled up in bed
breathing back sour tears.
The skies no matter how blue,
painted memories
that crumple the heart.
I kept hearing timid outbursts
in the shower - the only place
where I allow my pain to speak.
Everyday, a piece of you lingers.
It kills me every time I tell myself
to let go.
The saddest truth you don’t know,
is when you left,
something beautiful died in me.
You keep waiting for something you know will never come. And it breaks you
Without any breath of comfort
because there’s no cure for it.
When I die, all I ask is to play Valleys of Neptune on my funeral.
Just so it won’t be too lonely in heaven.
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Dear Kim, I hope you’ll write again. I miss reading you. 
hello! just blog hopping from tinay’s blog.
hi hi~~
love your posts,,you’re an awesome writer..
btw ok lng ba link ko yung blog?thanks~~
hi coriander,thanks for visiting. i already linked u up:)
hi coriander, woww ang galing mong magsulat.is it ok if i’ll link you to my blog?thanks
Hi! Please do visit my blog @ indeliblenonsense.blogspot.com
ako pod mar.. hehehe
kimoi! dugay nko wla ka visit dri.. ahehehe
bloghop from http://janisvg.blogspot.com & http://foodiesfoodtrip.blogspot.com
tol, kinsa ni gatawag nako amaw? haha. oi hilom ko kaayo in person 
naa pa koy utang nimo no?
kimz! kimoi! kikay! kikoy! kokay! kimoi! kimat! kimai! keme! kemz!.
IKAW HAP!
amaw2x ka tinay!., ahahaha! pis., halu kimoie! –,
tol, nabuang akong comment publishing
ahem. hi crushes. pwede ta threesome? 
mura jud mo ug lover. oist, di ta magkita this christmas or new year. di na mi kaadto sa inyong hardware store kay diri ra mi sa cebu - lisud travel na bibi. 
P.S mura jud mo ug uyab ni tinay. pagbantay ana niya. nahan pud na siya ug babay. hahaha.
kimaykiat, haha. dili na ko ka ym kung buntag. oi tawa ko sa imong mga comments. murag labers ta. pahipo nga bebe 
send me the song! puweeeaasee
ate chin, daghan kaayong salamat. you inspire me to write.
@tinay, nuuuude? LOL! T_T…
vonskie, maraming salamat sa pagvisit.
iskagero, link na din kita.
sa lahat, *grins*
salamat kimay oi you have to see my nude pics naungas na. amping 666!
hello, just dropping by to say kumusta?
