andito na naman ako, and i really think i've gotten over you this time. the whole school year so far, especially february, has made me realize a couple things about myself and about you. matagal ko na 'tong narealize pero lalo ko lang namalayan these past few weeks; atensyon mo lang talaga ata habol ko. as much as i appreciate you as a friend, parang hanggang dun nga lang tayo. my feelings stem from the butterflies i feel when we interact, pero hanggang dun lang. lala HAHAHAHA pero ty pa rin kahit papano, kahit never akong aamin sayo. goodbye july~september 2024 blockmate crush, from oa_icey

maybe i assumed lang too much maybe wala lang talaga yun lahat but i would not notice you naman if you weren’t papansin in the first place, now that im falling na, you like someone else pala ! ty for making me feel emotions i didn’t experienced in a long time na, maybe pakiramdam pa pala ako

drowning in thoughts holding my breath in deep cold waters dense as the words that weren't spat i can only go so long it gets deeper with every what-if i'm running out of air if i swim, will you grab my hand? pull me out of this trench? or will i pass and sink into the depths?

every time i pass by dapitan, i see you, i hear you, and sometimes, i even feel your presence, like a familiar feeling that’s always kept me grounded. this street witnessed how we first met, got lost while trusting gmaps, shared our first tiger winx, and pulled an all nighter at cafes. i hate walking, but you make the distance of españa-p.noval-lacson-dapitan so close. passing by this street before class is like a nostalgic feeling—i hope i never lost you, hope it never ended. i’ll never walk dapitan street again, but i can’t forget you. you’re my day 1 and my year-ender, all at once.

I used to love the rain. Because it meant that he would pick me up after school by the waiting shed in front of Gate 6. I loved sitting in the passenger seat, talking with him about our future. Not until our fate got twisted and had to break apart because our parents didn’t approve of us. It’s been a year since I last saw him. It’s been raining lately, and his car model still haunts me. I’m still waiting under the shed but this time, he’s picking up a different girl.And I just learned they have a child now, just like the future we used to talk about. I hate the rain now.

I guess aside from my family, another reason I've never felt too worried about my single self are my friends that I met in this university. I'm thankful for their presence for the past years. It wasn't smooth sailing, there are times when they both stress me yet bring joy to my face at the same time. However, I don't know what I'll be doing if I never met them, if I never risked starting conversations with them. I hope we'll be able to spend more time together for the last remaining months before we march in qpav this June.

I hope you know I still love you yet despise you. Happy birthday to you, please don’t call me on my birthday anymore.

After being hurt many times, I didn't expect to find and experience love again. I was about to give up until you came. You made me experience a love so genuine and gentle. A love that I was always looking for. You are a dream come true. Thank you for loving me unconditionally. I love you the same, I love you more than words can ever express.

I remember that one conversation we had, we planned out everything. After SHS we move in together in one dorm, we graduate, and we focus on our careers but we go back to each other at the end of the day. We had plans of marriage, right in the school where we met, like your parents. I was going to introduce you to my parents sa graduation, remember? Everytime I walk around the campus I can't help but remember you, especially since everywhere I go reminds me of you, remember the long nonsense walks we do? I miss you, baby, may our paths cross again.

Pinakawalan ko ang unang taong nagmahal sa akin at balak ako pakasalan dahil mas pinili ko ang sarili ko at ang pangarap ko. Ayoko na magmahal, ang sakit pala… Ngayon, may iba nang nagpapasaya sa puso nya, may ibang halik na ang dumadampi sa kanyang labi, may iba nang yakap ang nagpapakalma sa kanya. May iba na siyang kasama mangarap at bumuo ng pamilya. Binuo ng iba ang siyang nawasak ko. Masaya na sya sa piling ng iba. Wala na akong hangad kundi ang kaligayahan nila. Ako ay didistansya na at lalayo upang sila ay maging maligaya Kasalanan ko ba na ngayon ako ay nangungulila? Dahil may pinili kong palayain siya?

Part 3 And then—breakfast. A simple meal, a quiet moment, a second chance. Eleven months later, here we are—figuring things out, choosing each other through the ups and downs. Maybe love doesn’t always start with a spark. Maybe, sometimes, it’s a slow burn. A quiet gravity pulling you back to the same person, over and over again.

Part 2 And just when it felt like we were stepping into something bigger, sh/it happened. Words were said, realizations hit, flabbers were gasted, and suddenly, we were nothing. Or at least, we tried to be. Two months of silence. Two months of pretending it didn’t matter. Then, a few forced interactions, the kind where you act like the history between you doesn’t weigh down every word. Until one very early morning at Pancake House in the carpark, I bawled. My friend was just trying to enjoy her meal while I sat there, unraveling, realizing I had never really let you go.

Part 1 I couldn’t help but wonder—when it comes to love, is there ever really a clean break? Or do the people meant for us have a way of circling back, no matter how far we stray? Looking back, maybe it was never "just friendship." Because "just friends" don’t take spontaneous midnight bus rides to Tagaytay, spend time in museums only to race home for a last-minute interview, or loiter at the airport on Valentine’s Day like it’s any other Tuesday. We weren’t fooling anyone. Not really. Then, the inevitable—an actual date. A real one. The kind with no room for denial.

How do people go back to being friends after breaking each other’s heart? I still see you every now and then. We exchange hellos within school corridors and even joke around with our friends. It’s weird what time does to people. Looking back, I loved you probably more than I should have. But at the end of the day, I don’t really regret any of it (well most of it). Until now, I’m not sure if I can call you my first love, but I’m certain that you were my first heartbreak.

How come I am ‘celebrating’ Halloween during the month of love? I never thought you would haunt me after all this time despite the short moments we shared. But maybe that’s exactly why—there are so many what if’s. I am in between of holding on to the future that we could’ve had and letting go because I don’t know if I even cross your mind like you cross mine everyday. They say if it’s meant to be, it will be. But sometimes, we have to make it happen. Doesn’t it also haunt you? The missed opportunities… ending without even beginning…

i’ve always been the type to be treated badly by love. yung tipong always wanted, but never worth the risk nor the effort. i always thought na hanggang dun nalang ako until i saw you in a different light. they say love comes in the most unexpected ways, and somehow mine came in the form of my best friend who after all this time love me more than just a friend.

Back when i was grade 8 in ust jhs, naging kagrupo ko ang science club officer na later on siya pala ang hanap ng puso ko. I remember the days na hindi ako makalapit sa kaniya dahil sa halong hiya at kilig. But i wish the best for her na sana she could surpass her challenges in academics and in her extra curricular activities.

instant valentine half past ten bustling street on this day feeling it in the air liquor along with tenderness warmer with every touch safety in your space hope to share this once more sudden retreat found what you've been craving for? or fear to pass the dark? end it quick, or it ends with you

I’ve been admiring you from afar. Kung medyo halata ako, hayaan mo na ako. I just love love, hehe. The energy u radiate is so much. Ure so thoughtful, caring, and there’s so much kindness in you and I love it. Tho it is near possible na we’d be tgt ( OhGosh—I did not expect this to come out of my mouth dahil I hate men na, haha), I think I would be able to move on from you. I just think that you are my ideal man. Let me just express my love for you thru baking.

It’s been a year since we’ve last met, Audrey. I’ll still be staring at the stars, mesmerized, just like how I first looked at you. For now I’d be reminiscing the memories I spent with you, and those one-sided feelings I felt for you. And until the skies grants us our fated encounter in españa, I’ll be here, waiting.