when you left,
the walls in my chest
closed in on my heart
not to protect it from anyone
but from myself
for I, alone, could send my heart
into a million ugly pieces
better than everyone else.
BINABASA MO ANG
When You Left
Poetry"when you left, every part, every breath every heart beat of your body slowly became requisite parts of my poetry." a collection of free-verse poems.
quatre
when you left,
the walls in my chest
closed in on my heart
not to protect it from anyone
but from myself
for I, alone, could send my heart
into a million ugly pieces
better than everyone else.
