We've been busy walking with our own paths and shaping ourselves
There are times our paths would collide and memories are created.
Just as we know- slowly, it's getting hard to find time for each other
Yet, we're grateful for the maturity we possess
We aren't focusing more to the memories we had, but the memories to make in our future
Just please, hold on and never give up
Hold on and we can win this
Hold on until our paths will always be together
Hold on until our eyes would meet every morning, after every sweet and peaceful nights
BINABASA MO ANG
Whispers of my Mind (Poems and Prose)
PoetryCOLLECTION OF THOUGHTS Here are the poems and prose about love and life. Read, understand, imagine and enjoy! Language: Taglish
