On His Shoulder
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Huling na-publish Tue, Mar 25, 2025
I'm a girl na palaging nakakatulog sa byahe.Ilang balikat na ba ang aking natulugan?Ilang balikat na ba ang sinandalan?Hindi ko na mabilang.Sa dami ng aking napahingahan na balikat kahit isa wala akong nakilala.Sumandal lang ako sa kanila kahit walang kasiguraduhan.
Minsan hinihiling ko nalang na sana magkaroon ako ng permanenteng sandalan.Yung feeling safe ako at maproprotektahan.
Akala ko hanggang kahilingan lang yun hindi ko akalain na mararanasan kong sandalan ang iyong balikat.
Balikat na in the first time I feel safe and secure at proprotektahan ako tulad ng isang babasaging crystal.
Pero mauulit pa kaya ang pagsandal ko sa iyong balikat?O hanggang hiling lang ulit na sana muling maulit.
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