A villanelle about Jollibee Katipunan
I no longer step foot on the second floor; I can’t face the ghost of happiness. I am haunted by my heart. For Jollibee Katipunan sees JC no more.
At fifteen the seniors told me: Corner table, at the upstairs of the store. Now, I can no longer step foot on the second floor.
Late-night confessions, “do we have to go”– I can barely remember our laughter. Lost is that rapport. And Jollibee Katipunan sees JC no more.
When I come in for dinner, it’s takeout or not at all; Dining in with JCers just isn't done anymore. I can’t bear to step foot on the second floor.
The old order of things is impossible to restore; Time and distance wreaked their hell. Dinners together are things of yore. And Jollibee Katipunan sees JC no more.
I walk in and place my order; My yearning heart begs for that beloved, familiar corner. But still I do not step foot on the second floor. for Jollibee Katipunan sees JC no more.
