How come you never said itˇŻll hurt this bad?
Along with the beauty of your pain
Comes the unearthing of my brain
I squeezed it hard
How come I ache still for that time
IˇŻll see the benevolent eyes of yours
Now the broken glasses
Lies on the table of my memory
I hate you ˇ¦
Like this humid Philippine temperature
I long to scratch your heart
Like you left mine bleeding
To love you back.