A sickness called Moi.

I have a sickness. I was diagnosed as a chronic liar. When situations start to pressure me, I tend to run. I create excuses just to get away from that situation.

Crying is a good thing and I'm just glad that you reminded me how much hard life has been before these blessings came. You're the only person who know those trying times and who was there all the time. You told me that you thought I was gonna cry that night but I didn't. I'm done crying. Naubos ko na yata lahat noon. It's pointless to cry now.

I was undeniably in love with. But all I do is lie about it.

You know you can't fool me
I've been loving you too long
It started so easy
You want to carry on
Lost in love and I don't know much
Was I thinking aloud and fell out of touch?
But I'm back on my feet
And eager to be what you wanted
- Lost in Love (Air Supply)