Cornelia Street


Cornelia Street is a place which used to be special, but gives haunting memories to you now. What is your own Cornelia Street?


Ayaw ni Lester na kumain kami malapit sa kanila, kasi worried siya na baka raw mapagod ako sa biyahe. Hindi daw biro ang tagal ng biyahe papuntang Sauyo.

Sabi ko sanay na ako. SANAY NA SANAY NA.

Then tinanong niya ako, nakapunta ka na ba ng Novaliches?

Nginitian ko lang siya.

(Insert flashback scene)


We were a fresh page on the desk
Filling in the blanks as we go
As if the street lights pointed in an arrow head
Leading us home

August 4th. 5 hours away from home. South to North. It was the first time. It was new. I’m a bit scared because I’m not used to it, I don’t know what the future holds. But then, this became my second home.


And I hope I never lose you, hope it never ends

Eventually, I’m always here. This place have witnessed almost every part of our journey. I used to build my dreams here. I imagined myself settling down here. Everything I wanted (except for the traffic), it was here.


That’s the kind of heartbreak, time could never mend

But, the most memorable moments I had here are all worst.
Dito ko naranasan na maghintay ng anim na oras at hindi sinipot.
Dito ko naranasan na matulog sa chipipay na motel para makaiwas sa lasing na nag-aabang sa may andoks.
Dito ko naranasan na magmakaawa sa 7-11 habang tumutugtog yung “Kahit Ayaw Mo Na”


And baby, I get mystified by how this city screams your name

Sa aking pagbalik sa lugar na ito, kahit saan man ako lumilingon, nasusulyapan ko ang kahapon.


I’d never walk Cornelia Street again, never again

Maybe from now on, I should stop romanticizing the worst moments I had.
May mga lugar na dinadaanan lang, hindi tinatambayan.


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