Love Letters to the Fire

Love and hate occupy both sides of the same coin. Thus, it is not surprising that the same words we use to convey love can also convey scorn. In this feature, we challenged our Vox Populi PH team to write love letters to someone or something they hate the most. Read along as we burn them amongst the digital fire.

To Grief,

“Yes, there were people. But in the silence of my solitude, at my most intimate, you were my sole, dearest friend. With you, I felt the most human, like I had no defenses. Like I was fragile glass wrapped in gold leaf trying to survive freefall. But then again, it was you who pushed me off the cliff in the first place.”

This literary piece is written by Jay-ar G. Paloma

Para kay Eva,

“Siguro, sa ganito ko nabuo ang aklat ng pag-ibig at galit ko sa iyo. Kung may ipagpapasalamat man ako, siguro ay ang pagbigay mo sa akin ng pagkakataon na mabuhay. Kahit anong bura’t anong alis ko sa naratibo ng aking buhay—mananatili ang mga pilat, mga marka, mga pananda ng ating relasyon. Ikaw pa rin ang aking ina.”

This literary piece is written by Maria Kristelle C. Jimenez.

My Savior,

“The second thing you taught me: I was a body. I was a limp thing that you reanimated merely out of the kindness of your heart, and it was only fair that you indulge in its pleasures. It was an honour to have your lecherous lips on mine, to have your fangs poised to strike against my neck, to have you leave your slime on my body. Thank you, it is truly an honour I will never forget.”

This literary piece is written by Laya Rebustillos.

Abang Ginoong Cordopia,

“Aba ginoong Cordapia, napupuno ka ng grasya…hangang-hanga talaga ako sa tatag ng pananalig mo. Mapalad ako’t nakilala kita. Ang katauhan mo ang nagpapaalala sa ‘king walang puwang ang pagkabahala sa pusong matatag ang kapit sa panginoon. Karahasan, paghihirap, kawalang katarungan—lahat ng ito’y naaayon lamang sa mas malaking plano ng Diyos.”

This literary piece is written by Windel Joy Clerigo.

Kay Markova,

“Alam ko naman ngayon na masaya ka na. Alam ko na kuntento ka na sa buhay at malamang sa malamang ay hindi mo ako naiisip. Wala namang kaso sa akin iyon dahil wala naman na talaga tayo. Alam ko naman na desisyon mong lumayo at pumili ng ibang makakasama sa buhay at hindi ako yun. Pero yung iwan ako sa kawalan na walang kaide-ideya? Maling mali yun. Mali yun, Markova.”

This literary piece is written by Annalyn C. Biagtan.

Huntahan

“Pasensiya na at huli na akong nakasulat. Magulo dito may mga giyera. Malayo naman sa amin kaya tuloy lang ang trabaho ko sa kampo ng mga kano at kung saan-saan pa ako ume-extra. Pwedeng kumita nang malaki dito, kailangan lang madiskarte ka. Lagi akong nanonood ng telebisyon para makasagap ng balita tungkol sa atin diyan. Dumarami na pala ang mga komonista na yan, mabuti na lang alam ng gobyerno ang ginagawa nila. Hindi naman talaga magkaka-Martial Law kung wala yang mga komonista na yan. Wag na wag kong mababalitaang sumasama ka sa mga ganyang tao ha Rommel, talagang mababatukan kita pagbalik ko Pilipinas.”

This literary piece is written by Marius D. Carlos, Jr.

My Morning Star,

“I don’t give you enough credit for your memory. Because I could spill out every single thing inside that box and you’d correct me on the color. Or the packaging number. Or the little note that I left inside that I told myself when I put it, “In ten years, you’ll forget any of this ever happened.” Ten years aren’t tonight.

This literary piece is written by Aidan Reuel A. Bernales.

Aking Kaibigang Kagalit,

Walang nakapigil, ang paalala ko sa aking sarili. Pagdating ng awasan ay wala akong nasabi. Tumibok nang malakas ang aking puso. Nagkaroon ako ng kaaway. Simula noong araw na iyon ay hindi na tayo nag-usap na parang dati. Magaling na hindi mo na ako pinansin pagkatapos noon.”

This literary piece is written by Elisha Lilith S. Aguinaldo.

To the Filipino people,

“I hate you, but it stems from the love I have been trying to lavish you with. Can you reciprocate that love—by fighting back against the forces of evil that strive to inundate us with an incessant stream of death?”

This literary piece is written by Karl Patrick Wilfred M. Suyat.

Dear Deadlines,

“I thank you for the late-night bonding to beat you, crying season to prove my worth, and victories of acing the tasks I need to do in the first place because you always make me realize how important you are with my life. Without you, where would my progress be? You make me move forward, and I will always be pleased with all those memories and more to come.”

This literary piece is written by Micah Corin A. Salonoy.

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