Is it a sin to love thee? Then my soul is deeply...
For my lifeblood, as it gushes, takes its crimson...

As cold air dominates the night,
freezes the thoughts of warmth within me...

Weary heart, teary eyes, couple sighs,
Looking back, pondering - she cries...

*This question just struck me one day-
What is a paper? And what is a pen...

Note: Filipino language...
"How are you suppose to admit that you still...

Please let me love you...i just want to emphasize...
a special person like you...

Where are you now?
Wondering if you're fine...

I caught a glimpse of you in sunrise-
locked-eyes seemed- time stalled...

I don't feel a thing. I don't feel two.
I don't feel a tiny bit. I don't feel you...