Payphone Lyrics Novels & Stories

I fantasize about it all the time~ If you were mine (if you were mine, baby)~ I'd give this pussy to you nine-to-five, five-to-nine~ Tryin' to behave, but I'm feelin' some type of (way) way~ That just ain't me~ Mentally, physically weak~ Boys blowin' up my phone~ They just ain't you, ooh, baby~ I fantasize about it all the time~ If you were mine (if you were mine)~ I'd give this pussy to you nine-to-five, five-to-nine~

Pagsikat ng araw…paglipas ng gabi. Kung di pipilitin. Hindi ka para sa’kin. Baka sakaling maibalik. Malaya ka na. Malaya… 🎵 Mahirap man ay dahan dahan siyang umalis sa bisig ng asawa. Pagkatapos ay maingat na inabot ang kanyang telepono. Malalim man ang gabi ay alam niyang sasagutin ng tinawagan ang tawag niya. Makalipas ang limang ring ay sinagot na nga nito.

“ SOS,DON’T CALL. I’LL CALL YOU,IT’S PLUFFY.” Matapos mai-send ibinalik ko sa bulsa ang phone at huminga ng malalim bago bumalik sa kusina. Pasimple kong ibinalik sa counter ang phone ng makitang walang tao.Napaayos ako ng tayo ng marinig ang boses nila palapit. Napatingin sila pareho sa’kin,at sa phone ni ‘nay Lara. Lumapit si ‘nay Lara at kinuha ang phone niya.

Kasalukuyan akong nagpapaphotocopy ng aking mga IDs sa tindahan sa bayan ng tumunog ang aking keypad phone.Kinuha ko ito mula sa aking sling bag at tiningnan kung sino ang tumatawag.Unregistered number kung kaya't sinagot ko ito agad. "Hello, si Jayda Sarmiento ba ito?"sabi ng babae sa kabilang linya.

Itinaas nito ang palad at inilahad, "Give me your phone." Kinunutan siya ng noo--at kahit na nagtataka sa nais nitong gawin ay inilabas niya ang cellphone sa dalang pouch at ibinigay rito. Sacred typed something, at nang muli nitong ibalik sa kaniya ang device ay nakita niyang ini-save nito ang pangalan at numero roon. "Call me if you need help." Umangat ang tingin niya rito, at bago pa man siya makapagpasalamat ay tumalikod na si Sacred at umalis sa bar.

See you! . . . Anthony bit his lips to prevent himself from smiling. Panandalian nyang binitawan ang cellphone para masindihan ang sigarilyo. After inhaling through the filter, he took the phone and replied with a smirk. . . . (Mr. PoGay) 0925-511-9126 Nababaluga ka na naman. Patikim ko sayo Next time. Jk. ✌ Tulog na libog, Pagaling ka. See you soon kulot.

Naupo ulit ako sa pwesto ko at hinayaan siyang ilabas ang cellphone niya saka nilapag iyon sa ibabaw ng lamesita at pinatugtog ang Julie Tearjerky ng Eraserheads. “Julie Tearjerky on the phone...” he began singing. Nangingiting napailing na lamang ako nang mag-angat ako ng tingin sa kanya saka sinabayan siya kalaunan. We sang until our kids were sleeping peacefully while lightly snoring on our respective chests. We sang my favorite song again and again until we reached a certain line where he stopped to chuckle. “I hear you calling my name... Funny how this song reminds me so much of you,” he said as he looked at my side.

Baby I got you and Baby you got me Tell me how you feelin' Just keep it real and Promise we'll find peace Your smile it got me Got me lost like your eyes," Something soft tweaked in my stomach, suddenly remembering his words from yesterday. How he lowkey wants me to speak out my thoughts and how he was always left wondering because of my eyes. Wow. It's amazing how a song can sum up things. I shadily glanced at Sky but he was good in keeping a naïve expression. He was even averting my gaze. I was still watching him guardedly when my phone beeped. I fished it out from my bag to check who it was. Unknown Number: Hi, Yara. This is Iyah. Have you thought about the offer? Feel free to drop by our

Pagkatapos ng tawag, bahagyang gumaan ang kanyang pakiramdam, na para bang nakakita siya ng pag-asa sa gitna ng kadiliman. Ngunit hindi pa man siya tuluyang nakakahinga nang maluwag, tumunog ang kanyang telepono. Sumulyap siya sa screen—isang hindi pamilyar na numero ang rumihestro doon. Nag-atubili siya sandali bago pinindot ang answer button. “Hello?” “Keith--” Si Yassy iyon.

Tipid akong natawa at saka kinuha ang cellphone ko na kasalukuyang umiilaw sa ibabaw ng vanity mirror. My face became emotionless when I saw the name on the screen. Tamad kong sw-in-ipe ang answer button at inilagay ang telepono sa tainga ko. "Are you done?" a cold baritone voice spoke on the line. "Yeah," I simply answered and signaled my PAs to stop. Lumayo naman sila sa akin at hinayaan ako na kusang mag-ayos ng aking mga gamit. "Jaime will pick you up," he said and then the line ended.