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I got up one morning feeling dizzy, things went doubled in my sight, and people around me looked like you. Everywhere, you're there. But never at my side.
The weather is great yet I'm freezing. But nothing is more cold than your frigid treatment. Can I have at least one hug from you to blanket my heart from this numbing sensation— for the last time, can I?
Playing hide and seek with air was never easy. Can't breath. My heart's this heavy since you left. I never cried then, and I think that's because all the water were stuck in my lungs because you locked it up and thrown out the key somewhere I'd never find. What have I done to you to make me suffer all these?
I only loved you. And I still do.
I wish I could vomit all these feelings out. I wish there's a medicine for this. I wish I can still be healed from this ill you caused me. Because I'm afraid I can't.
I'm afraid my heart will resist to get cured. Surely, it will. Since it was the most affected of your virus.
I guess... I'd be sick forever. And you're the virus my heart would always love to have.
BINABASA MO ANG
Dozens Of Feelings
RandomA collection of poems (mostly free verse), proses, or anything that comes to my mind and is translated into a group of words. ALL ARE MY WRITINGS po. •-•
