I have a passionate understanding with darkness. One that never fails. It may disrupt certainties and safe zones. But it will never break down. It builds walls and exquisite rage. It will eat you alive. Love does not exist behind its wall of fury, resentment, hatred, and yes, grudge. I touched the shadow lurking behind closed doors and I felt its fear, beautiful, lovely fear. I licked it, licked it gently, licked it hard. Then I see your black coal shoes. Walking towards me, instinctively, the plan back fired. Because you asked: Bakit? Bakit ka nagkaganyan? Ang sabi ko na lang…itanong mo sa buwan.