Wolf
I keep on listening to our favorite acoustic song, while dancing alone.
I keep on walking on our street, while watching the sunset.
I keep on doing the things we've been doing for the longest time.Maybe because I still haven't mastered the art of letting our memories go.
I keep on coming back to those dreams we've left behind,
to those what-could-have-been nights and what-if adventures,
and to those places we've slowly turned into memory lanes.Maybe because the world couldn't rotate itself backwards to put us back together; and continue what we've started.
I keep on turning wolf who chase our yesterdays, together with the things we've thrown up.
I keep on running to those endless tales you told me.
I keep on remembering the warmth of our bodies, and the soundtrack of our souls.Maybe because time couldn't repeat itself to be with you once more.
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Into the Deep
PoetryLet this book submerge you with heartaches, drown you with traces of the past, flood you with self-wonders, wash you with waves of healing, immerse you with romance, and fill you up with colors, but only if you dive into this ocean of poetry and le...