It is the rain that brings a different kind of warm in our hearts. For she cries with us and reminds us that it's alright to be sad. There's no need to put on some smiles and sunshines. It's never wrong to feel the storm inside sometimes. You can be as gloomy as the dark sky and pour out the heaviness of your clouds, without worrying about anyone or anything. Just you and the rain, together, overcoming the pain.
To: Jasmine
BINABASA MO ANG
For you, My home
PoetryThis is a collection of proses for the people I've met and shared my memories with, and for you who've been having a hard time finding this so called home.
