You remind me
of my favorite
song I used
to play on
the radio.
You remind me
of the aroma
of coffee
I'm drinking
that gives me
warmth in
the morning.
Even the rain
reminds me
of how you
made my
tears fall
out of pain.
Even the night
reminds me
how you lashed
my heart so
hard and tight.
Everything reminds
me of you —
from rise to
set of sun—
it's all you.
How will I bury
you in my
memory when
every corners
of my mind
has your name?
Darling, I can't
coz everything
has changed
when you came;
without you,
it will never
be the same.
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Isang Daang Tula Para sa Isang Estranghera
Poetry"If a poet loves you, you will never die." I'm just a mediocre poet who never believed I will cross path with love. But destiny really works in a mysterious way. The moon may wax and wane and ocean may ebb and flow, yet poetry will remain constant...
