My heart is beating wildly like it’s grown a thousand wings fluttering,
and all I want to do at that moment is take off.
To feel the wind in my face, the stars in my fingertips,
the blinding lights blurring in a straight line as I go faster and faster,
away from my bed,
above the ground,
and take me to that magical fountain
where I tossed that quarter with all my wanderlust in it.
(Photo taken at Central Park, New York)
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Fully Booked Katipunan opened last Friday, September 23. It's the best idea ever with Ateneo and Miriam just across Katipunan Avenue. Students (including me and my friends) flocked to the store. The staff were polite and they don't hover! Just by walking around, I have a new long list of books to buy ASAP. 
“I pull open the glass door and walk to the middle of the store, letting the smell of old books soak into my lungs. It’s different that I expect; it feels more like a library than a store, and I can totally picture Matt hanging out here. He loved to read. He loved words, the way they string together into sentences and stories…Love of reading was something I shared with him alone, because of him alone. It was everything to him…
I walk up and down the aisles and run my hands along the spines of books, old and new. An undisturbed layer of dust on one particular shelf makes me think that Matt may have touched the same books the last time he was here.”
-Twenty Boy Summer by Sarah Ockler
City Lights was the name of the bookstore in the novel :)
like starless skies.
Your face reminds me of a kiss,
soft and smooth,
yet wild with desire.
Your touch is my heroine,
my longing,
lust, my only sin.
Your breath in my ear,
intoxicating,
perforating through me.
I shiver inside,
gripping that moment,
slipping,
like sand between my fingers.
When the liquor wears off,
every beautiful second,
every teasing smile,
every half-lidded glance,
is soon gone.
