Poetry(english/tagalog)
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Ongoing5m
Last published Fri, Mar 10, 2017
Letting go
How do you walk a way
From someone you love
And take the road of friend
Can you reroute the
Courage you have taken and start
Over once again?
I don't really want to let you go
But inside of me I know I must;
The time we've loved.... The times you've left
My heart says stay... But it's my mind I must trust.
We have shared so much together
Laughter.... Fun times... Tears;
Yet sometimes we can't turn back time
We must walk away and allow ourselves to heal.
I know one day you will be happy
And your soulmate you will find;
I know we each have one out there
Even if for now... Only in our minds.
May life be gentle with you
May God's best cone your way;
And some quite tomorrow
You will realize things were better this way
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