The Nightcrawler
1 min readMay 4, 2019

‪Manila to Zambales.‬

That was a long drive with you.

Perfect midnight.

Good music.

Some Lany’s.

With your head on my shoulder, I was expecting something nostalgic or some wistful affection from our past.

I’m trying to reminisce, believe me I tried, but i never felt anything. Suddenly, I felt something running from my cheeks, something liquid.

I questioned myself,

where did all the butterflies go?

I realized something,

“i’d rather fall in than fall out”

Because even though how many times you try to go back, there’s still no chance anymore.

There is no turning back esp when feelings are totally gone.

5 years, and now gone.



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