Damn Regret

The nightly breeze has caught my face again. I look past what I could see. I look past what I ought to see. And I see nothing. The vagueness of everything suddenly captures me and I am mesmerized to the beauty of white stare. It is alone. It is shining. It is bright. but not too bright to make me see past the nothingness of the night, past the pain, past the misery.

My black hair is caught in midair, played by the chilliness of the night. And it gently batters my face - if only someone would see. I reach out to my face to remove the gentle patter and I smell you. It must be the breeze, the inevitable kissing of the wind to my cold cheeks. But, it is not. It is my hand. Something is wrong with my hand. I near it to my nose, and I smell you and I am once more enveloped in an elated feeling, a feeling unknown to me and to my being, a feeling, I thought I was forbidden to explore. The scent ponders me. It is you, and the one evening we have watched that single star join another. I am in cloud nine. The scent occupies me for a second, and then I lift my eyes from a hysterical trance and I see again nothingness. Nothingness, of which you could have saved me.

I am in cloud nine, but then clouds inevitably turn into rain.

It started to rain.

Invisible to Everyone

I seem to have nothing to write. OR, I think, I seem to not know which to write.

Let me start with the most obvious cause of my peril - school.

Musta ka naman. Ngaun lang ulit ako nakapagBLOG. Bakit ganun?

KASI, kailangang magaral e.. hmpf..

This is so stupid. I can't write anything useful.....

next time na lang. haay.



hoping to escape
-xab

The Nearness of You by Norah Jones - originaly written by Ned Washington & Hoagy Carmichael

I am weirded out.


It's not the pale moon that excites me
That thrills and delights me, oh no
It's just the nearness of you
It isn't your sweet conversation
That brings this sensation, oh no
It's just the nearness of you
When you're in my arms and I feel you so close to me
All my wildest dreams came true
I need no soft lights to enchant me
If you'll only grant me the right
To hold you ever so tight
And to feel in the night the nearness of you



I like her piano. And the way she sings it. Its like she's pouring her heart out. If only I have one, perhaps, I could sing like her. :(
haha.
ang corni. :D