Kumpleto ang aking pag-asa. Isang malaking pag-asa. Narito ang aking kamay, inaabot ka...
My hope is complete. A big one. Here is my hand, trying to reach you...
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Year is just a number we mumble as we try counting the days. Distance is but the space we are about to travel. I kept forgetting your name, but not who you are. I kept mentioning what it’s like but it never did skip my mind. How I yearn for the wind so that one day, I could touch your face. And smile when your hair starts to touch the ground.
2 comments:
Strong shot, Rayts, strong shot!
yea thanks Peter. i hoped the message grabbed you.
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