I loved him. Just like how I'm head over heels enchanted by the moon. Just like how I'm drawn to its shape and light every night 'til dawn. Even if it was dark and ominous, even if it was beyond my grasp... every time I looked up, I'd always give my soul... As I fall miserably countless times, it's always like a lure at first glimpse. Ganoon ang pagmamahal ko sa kanya, kahit siya man, ang oras o ang mundo ang mag bago... Hindi ang pagmamahal ko. Hindi mawawala ang pagkamangha kahit paulit ulit na, hindi nauumay, hindi nagsasawa... at kahit umalis siya, magalit man ako, alam kong yakap at halik niya lang ang gamot at huhupa lahat ng sugat at galit sa puso. Hindi ko alam, pero sa totoo lang... higit pa siya sa buwan. Pero paano ko nga ba ipapaintindi sa kanya na ngayon... hindi na ako nahuhumaling sa gabi? Every night, that moon lumbers up in front of my window, yearning for me to show up and gaze up in wonder. Little did he know, I was sleeping with the nightmares of the other night's storms. Where I bled for his light, ached for his shine, begged for his return... until I died.