Posted Feb 24, 2005. The Phantom of the Opera is here... inside my head

To whom does true love belong?

Is it to the man who poured himself out to a woman whom he loved from the darkness of his hiding?

Or is it to the boy, now all grown in stature, who blossomed with her shoulder to shoulder, and who has seen her at her worst?

Is it to the Voice who captivates her?

Or to the Warmth that brings all that is real?

Could it be perhaps to the woman who, amidst all the fears, had dared to love?

To her who tried to look beyond the deformity of the face... even that of the soul?

Is it maybe to the man who would give all.. and kill all.. for her glory?

Or to the other who beseeched to be her freedom?

Is it to him who let go?

or to the brave one who fought til the end?

Is it to him who gave her happiness?

or to the other who, in darkness, loved til her last breath?

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remnants of the movie inside my head.

btw, why do you think should you keep your hand to the level of your eyes?

huling hirit na po on love. pagpapaalam sa buwan ng pebrero.