The alcohol made sure my insides felt as empty as the room you left.
Who would have known something so bare could be anything but quiet.
I used to think your absence would make everything still; but the hollow halls, they sing.
They sing the songs you used to sing.
BINABASA MO ANG
Words We Cannot Say
PoetryWords We Cannot Say is a collection of short poems I wrote about life, love, grief, cynicism, family, faith & friendship. These words are born from personal experiences & my observation of others. One of my favorite thing about poetry is we can make...
