Senseless spills V.2 + maybe just maybe

maybe just maybe there is another universe or dimension or alternative reality,
wherein, herminio didn't lost joan/wherein migs wasn't late to rescue jamie/wherein bochik still holds budang.

this is misery at his best, at his highest form overshadowing ever bright light that i need right now.
this heartbreak is unbearable, sapping every ounce of solace or strength that i have.

the game is over.
but maybe just maybe ( as a consolation thought) there might really another version of us and i'd kill to be in the shoes that lucky version of me.

it's silly. just silly pathetic.

our promises.our plans.our dreams, all gone.

we grew but apart.

It's time to be brave.

It's time to clean the white wash and take the bitter taste than the sugar coating. It's time to lick the hidden mayo in the sandwich. It's time to wake up, grab your dream by the hair and subdue it like a masochistic bitch that she is. It's time to be brave or,in my case, braver. It's time to share and kiss goodbye to despair. It's time to be brave.


Amen.