The light glimmers,                                    
on top of my chest.                                          
I felt its rays
touches my heart flesh
right to my bone.

The pain radiates
all over my body.
It reaches the memory,
the day
you leave me.                                                              ­­        

It was autumn,
i remember.                                    
Leaves on this tree is falling,    
Just like how i shed my tears,                    
Begging you to stay,                                

I thought maybe
you’d comeback,
Just like how each trunks
grow new leaves.

So I promised to                                                
Keep on waiting,                                            
until i lost
Every bits
of what i have                                                
that keeps me of staying.                        

Until i
shed my own flesh                                      
and drain my blood,
Leaving me only
with bone and memory.

You never came
and thats where I knew
You'll never will

But its too late for me
Im decaying
of agony.

How much of a gasp
of thin air
to sustain my heart,
to let me breathe,
to help my words
get your tone,
and speak
with your accent.

How much time
am i gonna hold
my breathe
for you
To save me?

its riduculous
I know,
But just so you know
How far
i can go for

I take a peso
in a wallet
And toss it
in the well
I whisper slowly
in the side of
and wish a night with you,
instead

So i,
I seek the crowd,
youre standing.
You turn around,
i was hiding,
barely breathing
evaporating,
gasping,
left on oxygen

and so i think
of breaking the glass
and break my silence
But i dont want
you to notice me
Of violence

and so,
I gasp again
and walk away

So im writing to you
Instead,
Knowing this was just
a methaphor
of how badly
I want to reach out
and talk to you

Again.

I break down the blue
I saw pieces of you
and thats where i knew
why i don’t have a clue

I saw melancholy in your cry
How can i even try
To wipe the tears
In your eye

I heard your sigh
But never your complain
You’re a tough guy
But you’re such a lame

All i know is
November yearns,
December cries,
January burns,
February
hate guys.

march learned,
and April fools me
to hair dye.
May hold the grief,
and June learn to hold its tears
to cry.

Boring july
Decided to burn
all your lies.
and august
teach the heart,
Good riddance

September learn to let go
But
here we have October.

we’re always missing,
on October
Don’t we?

I just remembered
thats the month i first called you
my lover

But
Anyways
I almost forgot
November,
was your birthday

and so i look into your eyes,
as i melt slowly
I started to realize,
all it carry
The full form of your vice

and so i played with your game,
what you call
a rules of flame
i knew it, i know it
Its full of lame.

playing with me dear
Is not the dumbest way to hurt me
Ive been there,
and i know
how to win that game