While he was sleeping

If you're sleeping, are you dreaming?

If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me?

I can't believe I actually picked you.
- Hate Me, Blue October

It's raining outside and I wonder if he's sleeping. Hmmm. Maybe he's crying himself to sleep. Ahuhuhu. Hush, hush. As for me, I let this rain put teardrops in my eyes. It's like Visine, but not salty. "I'm not crying, it's just raining," says a line from a movie that I haven't seen or heard of. Hey, I'm not crying, I just accidentally poked my eye with an eye pencil.


As I've said it's raining, it's cold and everyone wants to be wrapped in somebody's arms. Corny. But if you're single like moi, you better grab Teddy (or in my case Porky because I love stuffed toys that are baboy) than your old baby pillow. Why? Do you want to hug something that has been perfumed by your Eau de laway? Haha. Well, I'd rather lip smack Teddy or Porky, because I already knew what baby pillow taste like. Wahahehe. Hey, it was only a kiss. It was only a kiss.

It's raining outside and I wonder if he's sleeping.


The past few months have been hot like hell
and people prayed, "let there be rain."


And there was rain.
Lots and lots of rain.


And the "god" rested on the seventh day.



Fade in music: Kiss the Rain, Billie Myers



As the clouds shed tears for the thirsty land, I saw the air sprinkled sand in his eyes. He rested his head in his arms and easily fell asleep. I watched him while he was sleeping. I said I loved him while he was sleeping. I whispered his name but he didn't hear me. I touched him but he didn't feel me. I tried not to make a sound for I didn't want to wake him up. He could be dreaming and I could be dreaming. If he wake up, I could be the first thing that he'll see.

Mabait ka pala kapag tulog.
Lagi ka na lang tulog, pero hindi ka naman napapagod.
Kailan ka ba matatauhan?
Kailan ka ba magigising?


Shhhhh.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.


*Hate me by Blue October (The third line is originally “I can’t believe you actually picked me.”)