Waiting is Good
It took one look,
for me to see your pain.
Why do you have to stay,
if you want her instead of me?
Days are getting harder
when you talk silently.
Nights are starting to feel colder,
everytime you left me alone.
I wonder if I'm free,
if your memories won't leave me.
Is goodbye a waste,
to someone who's waiting for nothing?
BINABASA MO ANG
Poems for the Brokenhearted
PoetryI was left broken and feeling unwanted. Now, I wrote what I felt when all the boys I loved left me broken.
