i'll see you in the afterlife.
you said when i held your hand,
as i saw you died
and tears sprung out of my eyes
one morning as i was getting ready,
for my usual boring crummy day
i think i felt like it was special
but hey, i don't feel it everyday
got hold of my backpack,
my earphones are on board,
as i felt like a teenage girl
ready to lead a hoard
i walked to the rainy patches,
puddles speaking within my feet
it's always like this, all poetic and wet
but something was different and there's something i don't get
a person was standing tall,
saying have we met?
BINABASA MO ANG
whole poems from a broken girl
Randomwhy are the poems whole, when the author seems to be broken? cover by @babyblue997
