Rain, pouring
Hands, shaking
Tears, falling
Chest, aching
You, leaving
Me, pleading
Smile, taking
Heart, breaking
~Breaking
@IamQueenMoon
BINABASA MO ANG
Nine
PoetryThe number nine became my symbol For a broken infinity, broken heart in motion If infinities doesn't have it's end, broken infinity has one And I will express them through my poems
