The Brainfarts

angelica banzon. 18. inspired by everything.

So I wrote a post a day back about a girl from my high school, and I understand that some people from my batch were shocked to the point of getting offended by it. In their opinion it was inappropriate. Additionally, it was not my story to tell, and perhaps it was not for I was hardly involved. Why bring up the “shameful” past when everyone had moved on? Furthermore, what about what she feels upon reading the post?

I apologize for the fact that some were offended, but I will not apologize for writing it. 

However, I took it down.

//Thank you to the friend who told me people were offended and for what reasons. I encourage those who are offended by any of my actions to tell me to my face in the future, instead of bitching about it to other people or hiding behind anonymity.

Goodnight!

mariapaintsthetown asked: I just wanted to say how beautiful your writings/poems are. :)

thanks a lot :) 

Brainfart No. 32

I broke a glass today

and it made me think of how fragile some things can be

how unlucky glass was to be glass

how unlucky life was to be life

for it was beautiful

but doomed and fragile all the same. 

scramble-thy-eggs:

My hands weren’t hands

until you held them.

Palm to palm

fingers clasping

a silent promise

a secret wish.

And when you let go

I balled my hands into fists

Keeping some vestige of you 

Until he pried them open.

Brainfart No. 31

Every touch melts into my pores

sinks deep beneath layers of skin

only to find its roots at the back of my throat

and

ever since we met I’ve been singing

a little off-key, but

for the first time in my life

I don’t care that I am not perfect

because of that moment you held my hand

and needed me

Brainfart No. 30

I remember once thinking

I wanted to etch our story into sidewalks

and windows and buses and the sky,

carve our names into every tree and every wall. 

But you and I were always written in pencil

Ready to fade with the passage of time

Ready to be erased.

This is a painting by my friend Mig Yatco.
It was inspired by this song. I decided to try to listen while looking at his painting and this is what I felt:

A mountain
Stark against a limitless sky
Hues of blue, purple, pink, orange
Blend together seamlessly
And I realized at that moment I did not just see
I felt. 
I felt what it was to be alive
and to love
As if I were on top of that mountain
Looking down at the world
Thinking of how love would last until that mountain crumbled
As if I were on top of that mountain
Staring up at the sky and seeing you again.

This is a painting by my friend Mig Yatco.

It was inspired by this song. I decided to try to listen while looking at his painting and this is what I felt:

A mountain

Stark against a limitless sky

Hues of blue, purple, pink, orange

Blend together seamlessly

And I realized at that moment I did not just see

I felt. 

I felt what it was to be alive

and to love

As if I were on top of that mountain

Looking down at the world

Thinking of how love would last until that mountain crumbled

As if I were on top of that mountain

Staring up at the sky and seeing you again.

Brainfart No. 29

I still love you

No matter how hard I try not to

I still love you

Though it’s something I shouldn’t do

I still love you 

No matter how much you hurt me

I still love you

Though “you and me” will never be

I still love you

Always have and always will

I still love you

I still love you.

I still love you. 

Brainfart No. 28

Choke

I can’t seem to breathe

Whenever you say hello

Words catch in my throat

All I want to say

Is forced back down 

Into my lungs

Into my heart

Clogging. 

Brainfart No. 27

If you want to leave me, love

Please bid me goodbye.

‘Tis better to bear the present pain

Than to live a lie.

If you want to leave me, love

Please don’t shed a tear

I’ll only be more tempted to hold you close

 and pull you near.

If you want to leave me, love

Walk quickly away

For I will be on my knees

Begging you to stay. 

And before you leave me, love

Think of us, of “we”

I promised I would love you—

And love you endlessly.