“Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside your ribcage.”
Mahal,tanging ako na lang ba ang susuyo?
Pinili kitang mahalin pero parang wala lang ako sayo
Lalaban pa ba kung sa una palang ako'y talo
Nagsasawa na ba sa aking pagsusumamo
O sadyang ang lahat ng ito'y laro
Huwag nman sana pagka't naniniwala ako sa ikaw at ako
Mahal,sana marinig ko mula sayo na mahal mo din ako
It's been a tough week, and even tougher 2 days. Sitting here in my office wanting to just go to bed and end the day, but if I do, it will be the first time I didn't hit my writing goals this year. Can't let that happen. A chapter for my writing group is still sitting on my printer. Wasn't able to make it yesterday. Life has a way of getting in the way sometimes. So, I'm staring at these beautiful things that make me happy in between spouts of revising.