And I can't stop listening to all the possibilities, the unwritten words just ready to come out any second the next note is played.
But I have nothing.
All I have is an endless stream of thoughts I can barely grasp. No,
I can't even stay still for a couple of seconds to try to comprehend the things I keep stressing about.
No,
just when I thought I had a few phrases I can try to piece together,
they flow. They fly away.
And I force myself to focus on the song.
And when I find the words that speak to me,
I wish
that somebody's willing to listen just as much to what I can say in writing.
Even though I don't know it yet.
"Ba't 'di pa sabihin
Ang hindi mo maamin
Ipa-uubaya na lang ba 'to sa hangin
huwag mong ikatakot
Ang bulong ng damdamin mo
Naririto ako at nakikinig sa'yo."