Watching the sunlight touches the my guitar, savoring the harmony of the wind, the rythm of the waves and the high notes of the bird's chirping from a far.
I sighed and hold my guitar tightly as I close my eyes and strum the strings. Tears rolled down on my cheeks as painful memories crossed my mind.
I stopped strumming and looked down at the guitar. I didn't see any beauty all I see is thorned, a roses thorned emphasizing that even if it's how much beautiful it looks like, how beautiful the sound it may produce but there's still a phase that could hurt you.
I looked up at the sky and I couldn't contain my feelings. I shouted all my frustrations as the sun slowly covered by clouds telling that it will rain.
"Every strum I made, I felt the thorned strings hurting me." But even if it's like this I still played, cuz that's what I promised when I destroyed you.
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Thorned Strings

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Thorned Strings
RomanceAlam niya sa sarili niya na masasaktan siya pero gusto niyang sumubok she wants to fight, she wants to make her promise, she wants to pursue the passion that ignites in her. But the question is, is she ready to strum the thorned strings?