I'm not asking for much except maybe a hand to hold, an ear to listen and a love beyond my control.
Someone to have long conversations with, to talk about the stupid things or to talk about what's inside, what we feel, what we used to hide.
A comfortable feeling I've never felt before. To take over me completely opening my door.
Someone who will change how I see with whom I'll see the colors differently, I'll see them brighter and clearer than ever before and in the end, there'll be nothing I want more.
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BINABASA MO ANG
Words Unspoken
RandomThere are things better left unsaid - especially those that doesn't matter anymore, something better off not knowing. This is a collection of quotes, stories via blog-like posts, etc... about love, heartache, moving on and many more.
