Phoebe Louise

Romance in My Words

I'm not a romantic person. I mean, I've never been in love with someone ever since. But here I am, writing a blog about this thing called┬álove. As a kid, I grew up watching movies wherein in the end, the... Continue Reading →

Where have you been?

Where have you been? I've crossed rivers and climbed mountains Walked through deserts and plains Trying to catch a glimpse of your face Where have you been?   Where have you been? All my life I've been searching Til the... Continue Reading →

Just a Dream

I can feel the cold breeze of Baguio in my cheeks. It's been a while since I went to this place but it's still the same bustling city that I used to know. There's a lot of people, most of... Continue Reading →

Close Your Eyes

As I close my eyes I picture us Hand in hand, smiles on our faces When I open them, I see us Shattered and bent, lost and broken Oh darling, everything is perfect Who would've thought this would happen Flattering... Continue Reading →

One More Day

One more day until Christmas. One more day til I get to spend forty eight hours with my whole family. And I wanna express my sincerest gratitude to everyone who's been a part of my life, To my Mom, who's... Continue Reading →

On My Own

    How does it feel like? To vanish completely? To lose existence? In this world full of broken dreams It's easy to slip away Without anyone noticing   You're the only one that matters You're the only one who... Continue Reading →

Being an INFJ

Introverted, Intuitive, Feeling Judgers. I am an INFJ. I have a personality that make up less than 1% of the world's population. I am extroverted and introverted at the same time. I want to always hang out with friends but... Continue Reading →


I always look down as he walks by I never heard him say "Hello" to me, not even "Goodbye" But when I see him, in my stomach forms a strange knot I don't know if what I feel is good... Continue Reading →

Handicapped Soul

Three years have passed in a blur. I couldn't , though I've tried, remember anything worth remembering in my high school life. Silly, isn't it? I regret spending so much time on wishing to be somewhere else rather than the... Continue Reading →

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