Sometimes,
I forgot
the feeling
of having to breath
without worries
I forgot
how to smile
genuinely—
without hesitation
I forgot
the feeling
of having someone
by my side
I forgot
how to be happy
And most of the times,
I forgot that
I'm still living.
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PoetryCompilation of my self-written poems, proses and one liners. -Aliah Rodelas
