starlight_express⭐️

You peek from the inside of the bathroom door You wandered your eyes to see who knocked, until you lower down your sight And saw me, with my milk bottle now lying on the green rag underneath the door. You smiled and pinched my nose You pick me up then carry me inside Our laughs echoed the bathroom as we splashed water to each other. . . . You peek from the outside of the door as I struggle putting off my pajama My short legs cannot even reach the lid of the toilet bowl You laughed and messed up my hair “Let me carry you up, honey!” I let you carry me up, wait for you to leave me but you stayed, and sing to me instead A song that you also sang to my sisters every bathroom time. . . . You knocked on the door Twice... thrice … a couple of hurrying knocks and repeatedly calling my name You pushed the door and went inside when I didn’t answer. I quickly hid the fabric on my back then heaved a nervous, “Ma…” . . You threw me a teasing lo...

You came just when I needed you. You stole my blank paper and filled it with lovely scribbles of Us. Visited my most hidden place where I used to be all alone; then painted my walls of various colors of Us until I've forgotten how to go back on my own self where dark prevails over radiance of the outside world. You tattooed your name on my ring finger and placed it over my heart. The scarf you lend me during that stormy night lies on the bed. Its smell is You. The color is as red as the flaring fire of my desire for you. Have you ever been a song? You are! Your voice is a complete masterpiece though sweetness I can't find still commands this heart to dance on every"follow-me", on every"you're-not-all-I-need", on every wound I bleed. I once traded my happiness over whatever it is your melody can offer. But I guess loving you is the strangest thing that has...

Fate has its own way of perfect timing. The moment your gaze hit mine is the fastest of all s- low motion. I never actually thought of seeing my future with you by that time. When you came near me to do the secret handshake, my ever-so-high self-believe Drops. Unlighted streetlights are the witnesses of our crimes. All those midnight walks and drinking and drag racing were like fires flaming desires. Though forbidden, I’m still craving for something more. When you lie with me on the cold roof of the safe house and we make out, did you not think of asking for a compromise that we should stay forever this way?  

The night you told me I was beautiful is still ringing my ears. Who would have thought that those eyes will meet mine that your hands will hold mine that your lips will touch mine. The walks by the sideways after school hours are rainbows after storm; short but beautiful. Your breath fanning my face is as sweet as the cotton candy we used to share. That day you called me yours while we're on the highest loop of the roller coaster is the greatest shout I ever heard; I swear that day was the most special. Who would have thought that your promise of forever was as fake as the ring you placed on my finger? That time, all I did is to laugh with your simple gesture of showing your love. And simply hope for a great future ahead of us. But this time; Don't expect me to shrug the pain off just like that. I'm stupid. I was hurt. I'm holding on. I will still run after you when you forget to peck a kiss on my che...

She opened her eyes and gazed at the darkness. Tonight was never different from the other nights. The creaking of the bed and his heavy footsteps on the carpeted floor; Moving away. She has memorized every drop of water from the faucet in the bathroom where he is at. She can imagine how he scrub his body with her soap; from his neck to his broad shoulder then to the tiniest hairs of his chest down There where she used to plant her caresses --- Endless. She wanted to believe that these nights will also be endless, like her dreams she longed to do; endless, like how she plans to keep him in her heart; endless like the barking of dogs from her yard endless like the uncountable stars she sees outside ; End- less . . . resembling the tears warming her cheeks. She laid her back on the bed and faced the ceiling. The glow of the night lamp fades its brightness. Seemingly mocking her forthcoming solitariness. She never th...

The beer in the bottle was completely gone. Gone was the mist of the rain on the window pane suffering from the breaks and cracks brought by the empty beer bottle that I threw. I can see the black starless skies from the holes of the broken window. Dark. Pale. Lifeless. Is this similar to the hole I made in my chest? Or is it the same as the slash on my wrist where fountain of blood are splitting open? I heard no answer. Was I supposed to scream co’z the wounds really pained me? Was I supposed to get angry because damn, hell, He abandoned me? I heard no answer. The lampless room where I am in is covering my eyes. Dark. Pale. My life is meaningless. The shadow of your body lies underneath the curtain; dance along with the unmoving wind. Lifeless. The breaks on the window can still be fixed. The beerless bottle can still be filled. The slash on my wrist can still be stitched. But the hole in my chest S- low-...

Nana’s awake and freezing cold. She snapped when she tried to move. Lips shaking; eyes closing; hands trembling. Tears kissing her sunken cheeks. Her moans made her pup stir It quickly jump to her bed and lick her fingertips. Nana stopped her sobs. She dropped her rosary and hugged her pup. Tonight is a night of solitude. Tonight is a night never different from the other nights.