She looked
Out on the window,
Thinks to herself,
How did she
End up with this?
She smiles,
Remembers
How dreams...
Became unreachable
How knees became feeble.
She then returns
Her gaze to a photo,
In the corner of the room,
Then realizes,
She won't stop loving him
Even if it's the
Last thing she'll do
COS SHE'LL ALWAYS LOVE HIM
NOW AND FOREVER
YOU ARE READING
She.
PoetryMga tulang handa ko nang bitawan. Mga tulang pagod na akong panghawakan. Para sa iyo. Pasensya na mahal ko, Ngunit pagod na ako. Ang lahat ng ito'y para sayo. Hindi mo man mabasa at mapagtanto, Ako'y bibitiw na't lalayo.... -ca
