Sulat

Halos manhid
sa pagbasag
Ano’ng silbi magmahal muli
Kung mali lang lagi
paulit ulit
Naiwan sa
silid ng pagiisa
At doon namulat ang mga mata

Sa bakas ng iyong pagkatao
Ako’y nanaginip
Harana at himig
Ka’y tamis sa panrinig
Ngunit ang muka mo’y walang guhit
Patawarin mo, sinta
sana mula nung umpisa inantay na kita

Bakit lumuluha sa sabik
sa taong hindi ko pa nakapiling
mga sulat na hindi malaman
kung kanino dapat nakapangalan
kakantahin nalang sa kalawakan
sana umabot sa’yong pandinig
Nadarama mo ba
mga halik na pinadala ko sa hangin
Pinagdarasal kita
Wag malungkot sa paglakbay magisa
Wag susuko sa mundo
kahit gano katagal pa ang pagtagpo
Magiintay ako

Parang baliw
Pagnaiisip kita giliw
Pero walang duda
Makikilala din kita
At sati’ng paghanda
Magsaya muna
Senyasan mo ko
sa yo’ng paglapit
aasa sa kilos ng Diyos
sa kanya tayo manalig

At pagnaring mo
ang sulat na ito
sabay tibok ng ‘yong puso
sana nasakin na
lahat ng iyong hinangad
kasi ngayon palang
inaantay na kita
para sayo lang
ang sulat na ito
Mahal kita
antayin mo rin ako

    Bare with me, this is going to be a corny, cheezy one. What can I
say? After God dealing with my infatuations, I realize he has something
so much greater instore for me than the illusions I’ve so faithfully
chased. A part of me is so tired of romance.. and it’s ugly side. But..
I realize, I am a romantic person, frustrated at that but still I’m the
type to give passion, devotion, fully to something or someone. The
craziest thing is.. this conviction, it is strange as it is real.. this
faith growing within that someone out there is waiting for me. That God
has a plan for my lovelife. That I was never created to be alone,
despite how many times I’ve felt so lonely. I break into tears
thinking.. there is nothing impossible with God. There is a good man
out there and God’s saving him for me, as He is teaching me to save
myself for this person. I’ve only seen a glimpse, but I wait on God’s
divine intervention in every area of my life, especially this one. And
I am not settling for less anymore.

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