I hate smoke not until you came.
You thought me to love smoke even though it's impossible for me.
But the most woeful that you've made is, you also thought me to hate you.
And now,
it's already different,
From I hate smoke to 'I hate you'
BINABASA MO ANG
Unsaid Feelings
PoesíaThis is all about pain that I've experience, maybe some chapters are relatable to some of you. So I hope you'll appreciate and enjoy reading my poetries. Hehe😊
