It was the silence at the basement,
That took us there in accident.
Trifling things, finding fun out of none
Brazenly in nuisance, eyeing you with a stun.
The black hoody you wear,
The scent of your addicting messy hair,
That made me fall in love to you in despair.
In the basement that became our secret lair.
We did the most appalling things,
As I was your queen and you are my king.
Unbeknownst about the spark we had for one another
It is outrageous because to you, I was just a friend like a sister.
Feelings were giants dwelling upon the young language of love.
We were just kids back then, like little birds trying to fly above.
You see our feelings as a mistake,
But you never knew the risk I was willing to take.
The basement and in secrecy,
Memories tinted with soothing pains and ecstasy.
As I picture us flying temporary suspended in our domains
Only to land shortly like two paper planes.
BINABASA MO ANG
Words Left Unspoken
PoetryPUBLISHED UNDER CHAPTERS OF LOVE INDIE PUBLISHING "The day you broke me into pieces, I was left speechless. And now I'm here to utter the words left unspoken."
