Staring at the window
Leaning on the wall
Hearing the thunder
Feeling the storm
Looking at the pictures
At my phone
Could you explain
Why you left me alone?
~Explain
@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
