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Limang rason kung bakit hindi na kita minamahal:

Una, maganda ang tawa mo. Tila kanta na kahit ilang ulit pakinggan ay hindi mapagsasawaan kailanman.

Pangalawa, naiintindihan mo ako. Alam mo kung kalian ako kailangang mapag-isa at kung kalian ako nangangailangan ng kausap. Maalalahanin ka, ginagawa mo ang lahat para ako ay maging kumportable.

Pangatlo, matapat ka. Ni isang pangako, wala kang nakalimutan. Wala kang binitawan.

Pang-apat, mahal mo ako. Ramdam na ramdam ko ito. Sinisigurado mong hindi magkakaroon ng pagkakataon na ako’y magdududa sa pagmamahal mo. Sa lahat ng pagsusubok na dinanas natin, hinding hindi mo naisip na bumitaw mula sa piling ko, na ikalas ang kamay mo sa kamay ko.

Panlima, mahal pa rin kita. Sa bawat araw at gabi, walang oras na hindi ko iniisip ang kasiyahan mo. At kahit na napapasaya mo ako, noon ko pa napapansin na ang mga ngiting pinapakita mo sakin ay hindi na totoo. Nararamdaman ko ang paghigpit ng mga yakap mo, na parang bang natatakot ka na mawawala ako. Nakikita ko kung gaano ka kadesperado na isagunita ang mga masasayang alaala natin. Napapansin ko kung paano mo pinipili ang mga tamang tanong na para bang nag-iingat ka ng sa gayon, hindi ako magalit. Alam kong nasasaktan ka na, alam kong nahihirapan ka na. Alam kong hindi mo nararamdaman na mahal pa rin kita. Habang tumatagal ito, mas lalo lang dumadami ang mga sugat mo. Mas lalo ka lang nalulunod sa mga luha mo. Alam ko ang lahat ng ito. Kaya ako na ang unang bibitaw sa ating pangako. Ako na ang unang kakalas sa yakap na nagsisimbolo sa ‘tayo’.

Kaya ngayon, sinta, tandaan mo, hindi na kita minamahal.

Mema lit na wala pang title

Ikaw, na gasgas nang paksa, ngunit kahit anong pilit ay di matigil ang nangangalay na kamay sa pagsusulat ng iyong pangalan na nakakasawa nang tignan Ikaw, na katumbas ng mga tuldok, patanong at padamdam ng bawat linyang isinulat ko sa bawat papel na isinayang ko, para lang maibuhos ang lahat ng mga damdaming matagal ko nang kinukulong sa aking dibdib Ikaw, na nagsisilbing pangungusap, saknong at talata, na kahit ilang beses burahin ay nakaukit pa rin ang mga letra sa papel, pagkat nakatatak ang iyong mga pangako at ala-alang bumabagabag sa aking isipan Ikaw, na hindi mailalarawan ng kahit anong salita sa kahit anong wika, ay hindi na maiaalis sa bokabularyo ng aking puso. Isusulat ko lang ang aking mga sugat, at kahit hindi na mababago ng mga salita ang ating kasalukuyan, isusulat pa rin kita hanggang sa pagkawala ng kalawakan.

overthinking

The clock is ticking, yet time is at a standstill. There were piles of papers on her desk, files that she had yet to go through and approve. Her laptop has been turned on since the night before, and will probably end up frying itself, but she paid no mind. The otherwise pristine floor now has clothes strewn all over it and her otherwise obsessive compulsive mind that would have cleared it already now did not seem to care at all. Her windows were opened, curtains were drawn back, allowing the raindrops of the late summer rain to pound against the glass panes. pitter patter pitter patter The white noise was loud, but her thoughts were louder. There were things that demanded her attention but there were more important things on her mind right now, Or at least they were for her. She was sitting in the corner of the room, in numbness and all and waited. Seconds passed by. Then a minute did. Then an hour, The clothes were still scattered everywhere, her laptop was still frying itself, the papers were still unsigned, But still she waited. What was she even waiting for? She gazed out the window and just stared. She was certain that there were buildings outside, bricks red and roofs green, but all she saw was gray, Not a solid, opaque color, but an amalgamation of different shades, in patches and in specks and blended by fog and clouds and smoke. Quite like her mind, she thought. She decided to wait some more until the skies turned darker. pitter patter pitter patter Her thoughts had been loud, but the white noise was louder now, insufferable, like chalk scratching on a blackboard. She warily stood up, as if anticipating something, anything, Then walked toward the window and drew the curtains. The clock is ticking, and time goes on. And it was fine.

#deepity

superwhatlocked

Don’t apologize for your dog coming up to me, that is exactly what I wanted

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lotsa-nichols13

This makes me unexplainably happy

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Finally, a ski mask large enough for Brendon’s forehead.

george-ryan-ross-iii

so i was just fooling around on the internet when..

yeah google show Brendon’s name in bold and stuff. It’s not like I’m even crying you incompetent search engine

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The Sound | The 1975

weloveshortvideos

adrianshidden

been trying to find this video for years

paradisaeid

THE DOG

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(perhaps i was just a parenthesis like extra information that you could do without unneeded. unnecessary optional indeed, just a parenthesis with a beginning and always with an end.)

#deepity #sadnu #HUHUHU

theartofanimation

Juliette Brocal - https://society6.com/cy_lindric - http://juliettebrocal.tumblr.com - cy-lindric.tumblr.com - http://cylinder-reblogs.tumblr.com

“negativity, you know, is similar to rain. it varies in intensity, from showers to storms and you could just stay inside your house to escape it, but you eventually have to go out,” she mused. he, without missing a beat, answered in a cheerful lilt, “then i’ll be your umbrella” the corners of her lips lifted, giving a rather sardonic smile, she knows full well that umbrellas are useless against the flood.

#deepity

eatsleepdraw

Birdbath for pingpong2.0

i, who was among all the others caught your eye once you took me with you, tugged me along and i reveled in the fact that someone chose me and i forgot that you are a tourist and i’m just a souvenir

#deepity #switchfoot-souvenirs

focal point

I wanted to capture every moment to keep the memory of us forever But you wanted to destroy my camera and pretend we've never been together

#sadnu #deepity