Diego De Luna, Over My Dead Body
Sila na ang namamahala.
My eyes were partly shut, and I heard it being played as I rested my head on the table. Sandaling naimulat ko ang mga mata at nakita ko ang video nito.
So this is it? Is this the end of everything? My mind speaks.
Hinayaan ko ito at pumatak na ang luha sa mga mata ko.
Big boys don't cry, but here I am, crying silently.
"It's okay to cry, Reeve because sometimes real man do cry, bro." Ang baritonong boses na ito ang nagpatigil sa hagulgol ko.