to my bestfriend,
your sweet gestures made
me weak,
every now and then,
your voice I always seek.
to my bestfriend,
once I dreamt of kissing
your lips,
the person you like must
feel special,
because I know
you're for keeps.
to my bestfriend,
I'm sorry if i see the end;
you don't have to know but
it hurts,
because I see you more than a friend.
BINABASA MO ANG
Words Left Unsaid | Poetry
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