My wild flower I know you have thousands of thorns, but still I see your face in every petal and I love to plant you between the blank pages of my book. I'll keep you forever even you're not fragrant anymore.
My wild flower I know you have thousands of thorns, but still I see your face in every petal and I love to plant you between the blank pages of my book. I'll keep you forever even you're not fragrant anymore.
Hindi ko alam kung saan at paano, ngunit tanging papel at ballpen na lamang ang hawak ng makalyo at pasmado kong mga kamay. Tila ba dinadaluyan na 'rin ito ng aking dugo at dinudugtungan ng mga ugat.