Old pictures together,
vivid memories of past gets clearer.
Is it really possible that you're back?
Or, I am just making myself confuse of what you're trying to act.
Was once I called ‘my twinkling star’,
destiny, is it really him that trying to shine again from afar?
I don't want to assume,
I don't want to press the button and play resume.
Past is past,
this will never last.
Please, wake me up if I am dreaming,
this could be a nightmare, oh please, I don't wanna end up hoping.
BINABASA MO ANG
Heartstrings (Anthology Compilation)
PoetryThis is a compilation of my original poems. If you would like to read my masterpiece, feel free to proceed. Enjoy!
