This is for all the girls whose first heartbreak was their own father.
To my dad who left me when I was three,
Have you ever thought of me?
I can still remember that time that you left
I remember your hugs, your kisses, your voice, your song
Your song that haunts me in times of silence
That song that you used to sing for me to sleep at night
The song that I never want to hear again
I am happy, I am
But I will be more happy with you beside me
Showing how much you love me
If you were here, if only you were here, I wouldn't have a broken heart
It hurts to know that the first man I loved, my own father, is the first man to break my heart.
BINABASA MO ANG
My Poems
RandomThis is a compilation of the poems I made. Some are made in English but most are made in Filipino. All of the poems here were composed by me. -Alexa
