"I don't think I feel the same way anymore."
Her heart began to throb as a result of that moment.
When the pain reached her throat she was unable to speak,
she knew she had reached her limit.
I'm not sure what went wrong. Was it me? Was it her? Was it Us?
Nothing.
We tried everything we could to save this dying relationship of ours.
I guess even with our utmost attempts in trying we can't really
do anything about the inevitable end.
We were just fully young and dumb.
BINABASA MO ANG
Cigarettes After Sex
PoetryShort open dialogues inspired by the song titles of the band Cigarettes After Sex