parang boobs, parang
mata, parang buwan na
kitang-kita 'pag umaga.
parang ayaw ko pa na
makita ang paghiwalay
ng ating mga hindi na
matatago pang alaala.
i've already associated
my bedsheets with you.
i will always miss you,
how can you not take
me with you? after all
we've been through,
let me just stay beside
you, beside your boob,
your eyes - our most
precious times will
always be of the moon
hiding away our signs.
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