before you, sad poems are all i know
words that bleed
pages blotched with tears
my poems were colder than snow
words that plead
torn pages of fears
i thought misery is all i need
to write poems from the soul
until you came
you changed my writing creed
this broken girl felt whole
now my poems will never be the same
thank you for changing the game
i thought sadness was the only reason why i can write songs and poems but you proved me wrong.
thank you, Jett Chuaquico.