I love and hate it
when it's raining.
I love it because I can sleep
sound and peacefully.
And I hate it because it made me
remember things I'm supposed
to forget.
It made me look at the window
seeing the raindrops
fall like my teardrops.
Oh! I just wanna shout,
Dear Weather,
Please stop it,
Don't be so romantic and dramatic,
I AM SINGLE.
YOU ARE READING
Buhay Single
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