I hope, I wake up just fine tomorrow. It’s been a few days already that I find myself walking up feeling exhausted and restless. Plus, this is the second day of my down-the-drain-feelings and I can barely cheer myself up. Whenever I feel like this I always have this urge to just lay down, curl up in bed and let darkness seep through me and cradle me to sleep. It’s the least I could do to ease my mind.
But even then, my problems still haunt me even in my sleep. That’s why I’m restless and I ask myself, why? Why am I suffering like this? Why can’t I do things properly? Why do I always mess up? Why do I always disappoint myself? And the self loathing starts again, I ask myself over and over again, why can’t I be good enough. What can I do to be better?
Today for the first time here in Cebu, I experienced the Sepia Afternoon I always loved. You know that particular day when the clouds just cover the sun perfectly and in effect makes all the roads, the building, the scenery look like you’re looking at a sepia photo? That’s what I’m talking about….
My tongue has gotten used to your kisses and there are times when I could still taste you even if you are no longer here. I can’t help but wait for your arrival desperately, counting the seconds, the minutes, the hours that dragged on until I can finally be in your arms again.
I know that…