I see a photograph of the members of my family. I see the photograph of my mother, father, and youngest sibling on the beach, playing. I see how my mother tosses my sister up in the air to my father, and I slowly remember the memories of that day.
I remember how my sister laugh as they toss her up in the air, her sweet and joyous laugh, and I remember how I sit in the sand with my brother, just staring, watching them all smiles and hearing their joyous tones.
I can still hear the sound of peaceful waves hitting the shore, I can still see how the sun beautifully sets in the horizon, and I can still feel how the soft summer breeze blowing our hair away.
I remember smiling, as I remember the adventures we had that day, and how lucky we are to experience all these. How we went island hopping, diving, snorkeling, I smiled at the thought. I wish we could go through that again, and again, and again. Because it is how we make the most of our lives.
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Bucket Of Feelings
RandomThis is only for me to write down all my feelings. I don't write to impres. I write to express my feelings na hindi ko masabi kung kanino. Fables, Short Stories, Letters, Spoken Word Poetry, name it! Depende sa mood ko kung anong gagawin ko. This, t...
