b. dimaculangan

This is digging down love and its demise
Exploring unimaginable sides of the stories of the heart
A state of mind
And questions that come with it
This is being pretentious then confessing things never been revealed
This is denial themselves with words and verses
This is letting it all out
With a cup of coffee, in a corner there, sitting with those who seek a companion
Then be alone and write letters
May this make you feel like you know their plotlines
Their verses
Their idioms
And metaphors
Or if they use exaggeration
Make it not matter
For feelings we crave
Let’s sit down now and be brave
To love
To confess
To regret
And to heal