I had to let you go not because you weren't enough, but because you were so much more than enough that if I kept you for myself, I would have been selfish. I couldn't keep you purely because I could not let you settle for less than you deserve. You're entitled to endless love and affection, from someone who could give you so much more. You're worthy of all the oceans and all the beauty they contain, like the beds of coral, so imperfectly beautiful in all it's different forms. You deserve a garden filled with roses and bluebells, for you cling my every thought the way a flowers fragrance does. You are worth so much more than I can give; you should be given the whole universe and all the galaxies within. But me? I am nothing more than a star.
— nada
BINABASA MO ANG
love letters you will never read
PoetryI have stopped waiting for a reply back from you. Because all my letters, all of them, never reach you. I write love letters with an addressee, an address, enveloped and stamped... but they never reach the postbox. I write love letters you will nev...