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And just like that, another year has passed.

And you causally waltz in and I remembered how much I have actually missed you.

Maybe the reason why I hated you so much was because I loved you to the point that it hurts.

You could have been the muse of this song, I mean you still are. Just not the happy ever after I used to sing of.

Maybe, letting go won't be too hard.

Maybe it's just me.

How to die?

Gi Atay, imong hinaguan lahi ni dawat.

Every time I’m on my own, I become void of emotions, unsure of what I am, or who I am.

Just a blank canvas. No writings, no scribbles.

I am fighting demons I never speak of.

I should accept the fact that I will never be anyone's number 1.

That time, I was depressed. At least then, I was happy.

I'd like to believe in magic, in second chances, fairies and villains.

And I did.

At least, growing up.

But I was slapped by the cold reality at an early age that non of them is true, not even second chances

What if I leave it all behind?

What if I drop everything and just give it all up?

I already hate myself for being influenced by them.

Death wouldn't be too bad of an idea.

My body's dying anyway.

It's slowly forgetting simple things.

Even the most basic tasks are now job to be done.

What I used to take for granted are now so hard to do.

I'd now gladly welcome death if it were to visit me

Yes, my head is going crazy.

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