I Want You

Partners

I want you to kiss me

As if our lips are similar

To the ocean and the shore

Dive in me, thrive in me

Make me scream your name

Until my voice becomes empty

As my heart turns into a vessel

Whose viscera is filled with your blood

And touches, and scratches

I want you to hurt me

With conflagrant passion and desire

Mark me with your bites

Claim me with your cries

Move like a zephyr as we go

To the zenith of our lost love

Move as if I’m paralyzed

Because I am

I am

I want you to mutilate me

Remind me of the pain

That hardness brings into a soft heart

Remind me of the tears

Cover my ears with your both hands

Moving through your shadows

Let me read your silent words

While feeling the way you perfectly fit

In my hand and fingertips

I want you to let go of me

But before it happens, I want you

I want you to make me feel

Your rigid body and steady heart

Close to me as if it’s mine

The exigency of being yours

Is too much.

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Artwork by John Marthin Albayalde

 

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Curve of Fate

Sometimes, life makes us want to give up. We wake up in the morning with a calm heart. We walk amidst the ethereal crowd with high hopes. We make choices that we think are right. We realize the consequences of our action. We have a predicament in front of us. We exert our best in getting through all these things. We get through it. We sleep. We do all of these just to wake up and do them again. Suddenly, we ask ourselves- am I going to live my life doing the same things?

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Photo by Jayson Isidro

If we encounter the same facets of life, eventually, we’ll get tired of looking at our reflections on it. We are afraid of change and yet we are constantly in need of it. We are in a process of actualization where change makes up the most part of the methodology. The change that occurs in us, either for better or for worse, is a part of who we should be before we become actualized. Who we are today is not the best version of ourselves.

We need to understand that change involves taking risks, feeling things, letting go, holding on, pressing forward, having faith, and suffering. Let us bear in our minds that life was never made to be easy but we, living bodies, are made to be strong. We are strong enough to live this life, we just have to uncover ourselves and show what we’ve got. Let’s expect the freight that the future carries with itself and then let’s prepare ourselves. We are in a daily battle for the realization of our dreams. If our dreams remain as dreams, it’s because we never pushed ourselves in order to realize them.

I think the most heartbreaking memories that we could ever have are those that make us remember how neglectful we were in making our dreams a glistening reality.

The Saddest Word

People go. They always go.

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Photo by Kurt Callejo

I am in the process of bracing myself for every pain that ephemeralness may bring. Since time immemorial, I never expected someone in this world to remain in my life. No one’s going to remain for any one. Actually, I’ve realized that even I won’t always be here for myself. That’s how constant change is.

The people we love, they change. The people we trust, they change. The people we care for, they change. The people we’ve spent time with, they change. We all change. Then there will come a time that we are no longer who we were, so we go. We go to be another person who’ll eventually change again.

Certainly, I’m not telling you and myself not to love and trust and care and spend time with any one. What I want to tell us is to find someone who is worthy of our love, care, and time. Let’s wait for the people whom we think are worthy to take away pieces of our fleeting lives. They are worth waiting for, those people who will change and go but will never make us regret that we’ve shared a part of ourselves to them.

Again, people go. WE ALWAYS GO. That’s why in every page of our stories, we can only choose to stay a little longer with the people who are worthy to occupy a part of our limited space in our page.