"i love you to the moon and back"
you told me stories from your childhood
and adulthood,
even from a young age
you made me want to strive
to become the best.
i aspired to be like you.
you're my greatest role model,
my will to live on.
your the reason i strive to be
the best possible version of me.
everything i do,
i do it for you.
you were scraping by to provide
for your eight children to survive
only for four of them to cross nations
to have kids
and forget where they came from.
you wished you were back home,
growing old in the only place you could ever call home
where they speak the only language you speak,
to be there for your sons funeral.
it's hard, nanay
i know.
its all okay now.
we're okay now.
thank you for raising me
and keeping me in touch with my roots.-mahal na mahal ko kayo
YOU ARE READING
kiss my cuts ❥ poetry
Poetrydedicated to the one that sits in the dark as a getaway.