Masyado mong inasa sa buwan at mga tala

When I Turn To Look Around

You have never failed to make me feel how much you love me

But dear, when I turn to look around this place only reminds me: 

of the bruises and pain long forgotten

of the joy and happiness I can only look back to

of the nostalgic presence of a home that cradled me

It's so familiar and feels like home,

that I have memorized every corner, every hole

And dear, it only made one thing for sure,

That the thought of us needs letting go

For being with you exist only in the past,

Familiar and nostalgia but I cannot grasp from where I stand