“what's ur hobby?” u asked
“i write poems and stories” i answered
“can u write something for me?” u asked again
and i got scared with ur lips and its never ending silence when u slowly wandered those words in my heart that's still confuse
and aching..
“no, why would i?” i answered again, giving back the stares that u gave me
then u chuckled, i saw the dimple on the left side of ur cheeks
my heart sank for a bit
“nevermind, then” oh
i blinked my eyes once
something shattered like a rapid-fire inside, and it made my heartbeat unsettled
w/o saying a word, u took a step closer to me
then you stroked my hair like i'm just a puppy that u patted
“it's okay” and t'was the last word that i heard from u,
ever since then, i haven't got a news about u
unlike before,
u just disappeared and it broke my heart into pieces
hey, mr?
can u ask me again?
please?
if u will,
i'd definitely say 'yes,
instead of crying in the sea of regrets
:x
BINABASA MO ANG
Unspoken Feelings
PoetryThese are the words, or thoughts rather, that's been pestering me. And I can't help but write the things that's been running inside my head, so just let me. This is my way of exploding all the heartaches, suicidal thoughts and pain inside me. Feel...
