Csunny Stories

Being a Blackbird.

It's all a dream and it's all reality.

To the future daughter.

It's so hard to be happy when we hold on to what hurts, judges, and break us. Let go.

I carry hope. Want some?

You hear me.

Love poems, we all come back to them.

A love poem.

How sweet is the hand that let go.

Sometimes, the start is an end.

Forgiveness is a funny thing.

An insight into what I think the moon goes through.

To those who feel alone, I too.

These are random thoughts that are in my head.

Everyone is chasing perfection.

It's hard to see beauty when you close your eyes and your heart.

I'm stupid.

Poetry.

This story is kinda like the more you hate the more love, she hated boys and Isa pa takot Siya sa commitment that's lagi siyang bitter because of her fear

A collection of poems that describe my next few months. We all have to express ourselves somehow.