I will pretend (ako ay magpanggap) I don’t care (wala akong pakialam) even if it’s not true (kahit na ito ay hindi totoo) laugh when I could cry (tumawa kapag kaya kong mag-iiyak) stay when I should leave (manatili kapag ang dapat kong mag-iwan) I will pretend (ako ay magpanggap) you don’t matter to me…
Month: April 2013
I don’t know the answer
I don’t know the answer (hindi ko alam ang sagot) the truth lurking in the darkness (ang katotohanan nagkukubli sa kadiliman) I don’t have the answer (wala akong ang kasagutan) the reason for this confusion (ang dahilan para sa pagkalito) One day, maybe I’ll be able to string together some words in Tagalog without need…
matandaan ang iyong pangarap
bakit ka mag-iiyak (why do you cry) hindi mo alam ang daan (you do not know the way) matuyo ang iyong mga mata (dry your eyes) kalimutan ang lungkot (forget the sadness) matandaan ang iyong pangarap (remember your dreams) That’s for yesterday. I’ll post another one for today later. 😉 Have a smashing Monday, y’all!…
you think you know
you think you know but you don’t the trappings of this heart you think you know but you don’t the secrets in the dark you think you know but you don’t why silence has fallen you think you know but you don’t what constitutes this sin you think you know but you don’t the tarnish…
that once glowed so true
do you feel the cold suddenly biting the warmth that once glowed so true I write of cold only because I wish the temperatures were just a bit lower. It would have rocked while I walked home as it was quite WARM. I had to take a cold shower to cool down when I finally…
will you fade away
will you fade away ignored and then forgotten with not a whisper I’ve started amusing myself by writing an essay about being a fangirl and the lessons I’ve learned over the years. It’s funny the things that stir you and inspire. For some, being a fan of someone is a totally alien concept. Perhaps it’s…
breaking this love’s gentle heart
maybe you forgot breaking this love’s gentle heart can hurt oh so much Strike Back, again…
you spun dreams
you spun dreams built with empty promises saw more than revealed believing between the lines you conjured a world set in fantasy fueled by delusions unbroken by reality you crossed that line head still in the clouds forgetting yourself breaking your heart I love my Strike Back boys. There, I said it. Wait, it wasn’t…