The crystal stars are all over my hair
I hear the waves crashing against the shore
The pinch-like feeling in my heart
They remind me that I don’t matter
There’s a sea of stars above
Each of them bigger than us 
Their brilliance mocks me
We are nothing but a speck of dust…

Swimmin With The Stars

I never thought I’d experience swimming with stars. I’ve been to Liwa Zambales last year, but I didn’t fully appreciate its beauty then. But my visit last weekend showed me how great the place was.

It was a few weeks ago when my friend, Joan, and I decided to go the beach. There was no definite plan. Just a goal: to spend the weekend with the sand, sea, and sun. 
Getting there was not that easy. It was a good 4 hour drive from Manila. And to reach Kuya Bot’s place, we turned left somewhere along the highway. It was a struggle for us. Because our signal light was broken then. Haha. And it was a dusty and lonely road, I never imagined that there would be ‘resorts’ further along. But it was the best place to go to when you need a break from the hustle and bustle of the city life. The gigantic trees in the area have a calming effect on me. And the beach! I love it. It was not crowded.

Every now and then we’d see some plastic floating but we’d fish that out. Liwa beach is too precious for us to destroy. I realized this when we decided to indulge ourselves with some night dip. 

There were tiny glowing things on the shore. And when you’re in the water, you’d see more of them. It was the most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced. I wish I have a camera that could capture that moment. I’ve said ‘Amazing’ more than a hundred times that night. I never thought I’d experience that. Swimming with the phytoplanktons was the best! It was like swimming in a sea full of stars. 🙂


There are mornings when I wake up and wonder if it really happened at all. Or a humid summer night when I can’t recall how you look as you give me a toothy smile while you’re driving. Maybe one of these days, I will not be able to remember how my name sounds like when you pronounce it. When I start to feel this way, I open my pandora’s box and look at the proof that you existed. The happiness, the chaos, and the insanity. You were here. You may have left, but your memories are still here. You are with me, wherever I go.