Still, the two broken parts of the heart never found their pair.
They actually bumped into each other but they were never aware.
They never thought that that was it, the only chance they have to see if it would fit.
BINABASA MO ANG
Hinanging dahon
PoetryAng mga salitang ito ay parang hinanging dahon. Nagmula sa isang puno at dinadala sa mga lugar kung saan hilingin ng hangin. Pinulot mo ito at tinignan, nasa'yo na ang dahon...anong gagawin mo.
