I started to love flowers because you did. Then I realized it's not love that lived. It's neither the smell nor beauty, but the essence of dying with so much memory. —what love can do for thee

BINABASA MO ANG
Through Words
PoetrySharing with you a book anthology of my English and Filipino short poems, open letters, prose and other literary works. Let me express myself through words. 🌻 Enjoy!
Memories
I started to love flowers because you did. Then I realized it's not love that lived. It's neither the smell nor beauty, but the essence of dying with so much memory. —what love can do for thee