Ang paghahanap ng pag-ibig ay parang pag-para ng taxi.
Sa una, pipili ka muna ng gusto mo, MGE, Nine Star,
kahit ano basta malinis, may aircon at 'di mukhang luma.
May mga tititgil at mag-ooffer pero choosy ka pa, ayaw mo.
Palalampasin mo sila kasi umaasa kang may darating na mas okay.
Minsan papara ka ng gusto mo pero ayaw ka naman isakay,
dadaanan ka lang tapos sesenyasan ka na may pupuntahan na siyang iba,
taken na pala, next time na lang.
Yung iba naman titigil pero hindi ka rin isasakay, sobrang paasa.
Pag sinabi mo na ang pupuntahan mo, aayaw na.
Malayo daw, hassle sa kanya.
Takot sa commitment yung mga yun, pakawalan mo na.
May mga pagkakataon din na maaagawan ka ng ibang tao.
Bad trip yun sobra. Tagal mong naghihintay eh tas aagawan ka lang.
Maiinis ka pero kailangan mag move on kaya papara ka ulit.
Minsan sa pagka-desperada mong sumakay, papara ka
kahit alam mong may sakay na. Kahit alam mong imposibleng isakay ka
sige lang, malay mo tumigil at piliin ka di ba?
Pinalaki kasi tayo na ipaglaban ang gusto natin, minsan kahit mali na.
Pero minsan din kahit gaano ka na katagal naghihintay,
kahit ilang beses ka ng naagawan, pinaasa, at dinedma,
may darating din na taxi na para sa'yo.
'Yun dadalhin ka kung saan mo gustong pumunta.
'Yun pag nakita ka na, titigil na siya, di mo na kailangan parahin pa.
'Yun pagkasakay mo mapapa-isip ka na buti na buti na lang naghintay ka.
Ingat kayo sa byahe.
Reposted from Criela.
Translated version behind the cut.
Looking for love is just like hailing a cab.
At first, you look for the one you want, MGE, Nine Star
Anything really, so long as it is clean, air-conditioned, and unravaged by time.
There are those that'll stop, but you're too picky. You don't want them.
You'll let them pass because you're still hoping something better will come along.
Sometimes, you'll try to call to what you want, but they don't wanna answer,
they'll just pass right by and ask for your forgiveness because they're on their way to somewhere else,
they're taken, maybe next time.
Some will stop, but they still won't take you. Dashed hope.
Once you tell them where you wanna go, they decide they didn't have that in mind.
Too far, too much of a hassle.
Those are the commitmentphobes, just let them go.
There are other times when they'll get stolen from you by other people.
Those are the worst. You've been waiting for so long only to lose them to someone else.
You'll get annoyed, but you have to move on so you continue your search.
Sometimes, out of desperation, you'll try to stop them
even when you know they already belong to someone else. Even when you know they aren't going to get you.
Keep on going. Who knows? They might stop and choose you instead.
This is because we were raised to fight for what we want, even when it's no longer right.
But sometimes, no matter how long you've been waiting,
no matter how many times something has been stolen from you, how many hopes were crushed, and how many ignores you've taken,
there's still a cab out there that'll arrive for you.
The one that'll take you wherever you wanna go.
The one that'll stop when they see you, with no need for you to call.
The one where the minute you ride, you think to yourself, it's a good thing I decided to wait.
You take care on your journey.