Sometime on July it was a day ordinary,
I was just sulking with my whims and my everyday glory;
I was just sitting on a corner, unmoving,
And then it impailed, straight to the core of my being.
Sometime on July I did not care,
All I ever did was pretend and be scared;
But within these chaos a blossoming hope springs,
Though doubt and fear still choke like strings.
Then sometime on July I finally accepts,
Embrace the chance to flee from once devouring regret;
When I finally understood, I was ecstatic and free,
I was joyous, I could take the world with me.
But sometime on July my heart again broke,
This time it is shallow but with no trace of hope;
Destroyed by pride, ego, her and whim,
Because sometime on July you happened on gleam.
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▪ Photo taken at Nagsasa Cove, Zambales Philippines (June 2015)
