Momentary Bliss

There are certain
times in life when someone

comes the moment you least expected

— someone you least
expected.

You don’t even notice
at first until you recognize

how that particular
person turns your life around without knowing why.

All you know is that
things

are not in its normal being anymore.

Everything’s
upside-down and you can’t bring things back to normal

yet you’re still happy.

Then normal isn’t something you’re familiar of
anymore

because everyday becomes another story waiting
to be told.

Each story essential to the love story you
wish to have.

You look forward to
everyday for another moment with him

and even a mere eye contact would mean the
world to you.

Your heart beats
fastest when he’s near but beats slowest when he’s not.

You’re seeing things
from a different perspective

and life has turned the way it never did.

You dream of a lot of things.

Things that are sometimes far from reality.

Things that will make you fall harder even if
it fails.

Things that makes you all the more crazier
everytime.

And then you wake up and realize everything
with him is just temporary.

And that the bliss you find in him is just
momentary.

One minute you’re happy, next thing you know
you’re already falling apart.

You tend to deny the truth even if it’s right
under your nose.

You fight for feelings you shouldn’t be
feeling to start with.

You fall all the more
even with the slightest touch of his hand.

The mere sight of him
drives you crazy.

But at the end of the day,

momentary bliss will be nothing more than
momentary bliss.

It just passes you by
no matter how you try to hold it.

At the end of the day,

reality is reality.

It bites no matter
how you try to run away from it.

It haunts you.

So at the end of
everything,

you have no one but
yourself to blame

cuz you keep holding on to something
momentary.

Something that just passes you by.

Something that goes without any warning.

Now you’re wounded,

next thing you know
you’re bleeding.

What’s more,

it makes you die
inside.

And you wish that the
pain is just as momentary.

But it never happens.

Pain is pain.

It kills your heart.

Kills your being.

I just died.

And waiting to be
reborn.

Waiting…

Still waiting…

When will the waiting
end?

I don’t care.

I’ll still be waiting nevertheless.

Please come sooner
before my hope dies.

If it does, I’ll never be able to love again.

Then I’ll be losing that one thing I’ve been
holding on to.

So come sooner.

My time is running
out…