"I still love you."
Seen. The last time I've checked,
Ten fifteen of the evening blue.
Idle from the window, I sighed;
Looking at the winter view;
Longing hopelessly for you.
Love. It is all we felt before;
Out of infidelity, I realized I lost you.
Vying to win your trust once more,
End is what it eventually concludes.
You and I. Nothing could be done now.
On this day tho, I should stop loving you.
Under one circumstance, the initials of this poem are about you.
BINABASA MO ANG
The Protagonist
PoetryCollection of Seasonal Sentiments and Sudden Thoughts It includes poems, essays, quotes, and realizations
