Aksidente, Tattoo at Iba pa

 

Maraming klase ng sakit ang mararamdaman ng isang tao.

May biglaan, dahan-dahan, sobrang sakit at ‘yong wala lang.

Katulad ng mga ito:

 

Masakit tumilapon mula sa sinasakyan mong motor.

‘Yung nagtext ka lang tapos biglang tumigil ang oras

At nakita mo na lang ang sarili mong nasa kabilang kalsada,

Malayo sa motor at gasgas ang mukha.

Dahan-dahan mong mararamdaman

Ang sakit sa iyong katawan

Dahan-dahan, at masakit.

 

Masakit madulas o madapa

At bumagsak sa may bandang tiyan.

Hindi ka makahinga, hindi ka makapagsalita,

Masakit.

At tahimik mong iindahin ang sakit

Hanggang sa kaya mo nang huminga at bumangon ulit.

 

Masakit at nakakairita kapag meron kang tinga

At wala kang toothpick kaya hindi mo makuha.

Gusto mong tanggalin pero malalim ang pagkakabaon

Parang mga ala-ala:

Makulit, masakit.

 

Masakit magpa-tattoo sa totoo lang

Lalo na kapag ‘yong karayom ay dumadaan na sa buto mo.

Masakit. Pero sa huli,hahanap-hanapin mo.

 

Masakit alalahanin ang araw na sinabi niyang

Kailangan niya ng space at oras para mag-isip.

Pagkatapos ng tatlong taong pagsasama,

Space at oras para mag-isip daw ang kailangan niya.

Masakit.

Sobrang sakit.

Pero hindi mo mailabas

Dahil pinapaniwala mo and sarili mo na kaya mo,

Na wala lang ‘to. Na hindi ka talo.

Sobrang sakit na parang lahat ng binanggit ko kanina

Ay sabay-sabay mong mararamdaman nang paulit-ulit

Dito.

Paulit-ulit, kaya sobrang sakit.

Pero kagaya ng pagpapa-tattoo

‘Yung sakit na galing sa kanya, na dulot niya

Hahanap-hanapin mo.

Masakit. Sobra.

Pero kakayanin mo

Dahil siya lang,

Siya lang

Ang sakit na gusto mong madama.

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Love

I was told that at my age, I shouldn’t be talking about love.

We all shouldn’t be talking about love.

So, let’s not talk about love.

 

Let’s talk about playing with your best friend

Under the bright summer sky,

Until the sun kisses the horizon.

Your mom already calling you by your full name

and still, you want to stay still.

 

Let’s not talk about falling in love.

 

Let’s talk about meeting someone

In your new school

Where every face is a stranger and every smile you doubt.

Then you see this jolly person, or this shy type of guy – or gal

and snap, click, you get a friend that takes your pics.

 

Let’s not talk about the people you fell in love with.

 

Let’s talk about this group of crazy people,

you call them friends.

They laugh when you trip and fall,

Get mad when you tease them and name-call.

You actually, somehow, get bullied

but you know they won’t let you down

and with them you never feel lonely.

 

Let’s talk about your Mom and Dad

And how they wake up early in the morning,

Cook breakfast that you only eat half-way

Since you’re running late.

How they work all day to buy your books

They’re not even sure if you’re going to read them

But anyway

They do all these things not just because

But because they care.

 

Let’s not talk about love.

Let’s not talk about what you think is love.

Let’s not talk about the love that you keep on chasing

From people who are also looking for it from other people.

Let’s not talk about the love you keep on saying is meant to be

But it never is because you force it to be.

 

Instead, let’s talk about the love that you’re experiencing right now

The love you may not want, the love you take for granted

But the love that you definitely need.

This is the kind of love that will not leave you in sad tears

Or make you tear pages from your diaries.

This is the kind of love that you will forever keep.

Let’s talk about love.

Let’s talk about genuine, unconditional, unending love.

You feel it yet?