slap me one more time. for i am still in heaven , and i need to get back to earth.
the yummy one and i just got back from davao, and we admit that not unlike our first out of town trip to mauban, we were indeed shuttled to paradise, and we find it hard to move back our consciousness to this hullaballoo that you call manila.
butl, the details will follow, coz i would love to tell ya’ll about it with backup pictures.
so hold on not so tight.
just know that we are still suffering from sun burns, durian farts, prawn burps, and of course, the heady hangover of heaven.
incomingggggggggggggggg……….
eyes sealed shut with tears,
i faced the wall
stared at the wallpaper
lined with age
discolored
fluffy pillows between us
our scent lingering
so near yet galaxies away
clouds of sorrow sailing past
passing off as dreams
waking to sadness
facing tomorrows
of uncertainty and doubt
withstand
my heart….
let not the sound of you breaking wash away your faith
that stars still twinkle against the dark sky
resist
my heart…
let not tears create doubt in you
that there are still songs under the leaves of the acacia tree…
brave the wind
bend your branches
open your arms
to the rain
let it pour into your soul
let it drench your spirit
quench your thirst
make you remember that
a heart broken
bears witness to
strength
fortitude
light under the bridge
that will bring you to eternity…..
