A bitter-sweet thing,
If truth be told.
First it's warm,
Then hot, then cold.
It's surely the most
Powerful thing in the world,
But good and bad
Are mixed and swirled.
Is it possible
To lose a soul mate?
Such athing fills you
With sadness and hate.
A broken heart
Will keep on beating,
But nothing can stop it
From forever bleeding.
This unbearable anguish,
This unending pain;
Unstoppable, incurable,
Always the same.
Left all alone,
Broken and bleading,
Missing the one thing
I'm vitally needing.
Burning, freezing,
Falling to bottom from top,
Crying, breaking,
Shattering -- stop!
This has to end,
It can't go on.
But how can it
When everything's gone?
My beautiful black dove,
You've flown away;
Thrown to the wind
And gone today.
Where are you?
Will you ever come back?
Do you still pag-ibig me
When all is black?
The darkness has come
And it hasn't ended
Since the fateful
Night it descended.
If truth be told.
First it's warm,
Then hot, then cold.
It's surely the most
Powerful thing in the world,
But good and bad
Are mixed and swirled.
Is it possible
To lose a soul mate?
Such athing fills you
With sadness and hate.
A broken heart
Will keep on beating,
But nothing can stop it
From forever bleeding.
This unbearable anguish,
This unending pain;
Unstoppable, incurable,
Always the same.
Left all alone,
Broken and bleading,
Missing the one thing
I'm vitally needing.
Burning, freezing,
Falling to bottom from top,
Crying, breaking,
Shattering -- stop!
This has to end,
It can't go on.
But how can it
When everything's gone?
My beautiful black dove,
You've flown away;
Thrown to the wind
And gone today.
Where are you?
Will you ever come back?
Do you still pag-ibig me
When all is black?
The darkness has come
And it hasn't ended
Since the fateful
Night it descended.
If I open my mind,
If I see the truth in it all,
Will it change anything?
Or destroy everything?
But I still understand nothing...
Why does it matter?
It's always the same!
Over and over,
Round and round,
Ever on and on.
Don't you see?
It'll always be the same.
Forever.
The pain?
It always comes back;
That strange sensation
Of having your puso torn out.
Did it ever even leave?
No, it never left.
It simply hid.
Waiting.
How can I fly?
I'm falling,
Plummeting into oblivion.
Wasn't it not long before
That I soared, feeling free as a bird?
It is but a memory now.
Fading.
The world, it used to be so bright;
Full of color.
Now all I see is black or white;
One or the other,
Constantly changing between the two.
Blackness fills me;
Will it ever turn white again?
If it doesn't...
Then I'll be left alone,
Inthe darkness.
Again.
If I see the truth in it all,
Will it change anything?
Or destroy everything?
But I still understand nothing...
Why does it matter?
It's always the same!
Over and over,
Round and round,
Ever on and on.
Don't you see?
It'll always be the same.
Forever.
The pain?
It always comes back;
That strange sensation
Of having your puso torn out.
Did it ever even leave?
No, it never left.
It simply hid.
Waiting.
How can I fly?
I'm falling,
Plummeting into oblivion.
Wasn't it not long before
That I soared, feeling free as a bird?
It is but a memory now.
Fading.
The world, it used to be so bright;
Full of color.
Now all I see is black or white;
One or the other,
Constantly changing between the two.
Blackness fills me;
Will it ever turn white again?
If it doesn't...
Then I'll be left alone,
Inthe darkness.
Again.