On the nights when I could almost smell the smoke of your cigarette coming from the garden,
This is where I find you:
In every award mounted on my shelves
In every screaming fan of every show
In every blessing I have recieved
In Kuya RD's laughter
In Riza's every hug
In all of Dad's 'I love you'
And I realize you never really left;
I'll always find you here
In our old house and the new.
A/N:
Me and poems are not particularly friends.
One sided love - mahal ko siya pero ayaw niya ko mahalin.
Please be gentle with me.
