I still you as the last page
The previous chapter
Even after...
I still go back to read it
Maybe its because its Christmas
Maybe because its the Philippines
But each time i recall
The more faster i forget
I keep rereading, i just keep forgetting
I don't know why i brought it up
Maybe this will be the last melancholy song
My broken heart will be able to play
Each word a note
Each sentence a string of notes
Strung to form a melody; A joyful sad one
It's Christmas and the Philippines
Love fills the air, its infectious
Saddening as its uplifting
Aug 3, 2019
Aug 3, 2019 at 6:43 AM UTC
I still you as the last page
The previous chapter
Even after...
I still go back to read it
Maybe its because its Christmas
Maybe because its the Philippines
But each time i recall
The more faster i forget
I keep rereading, i just keep forgetting
I don't know why i brought it up
Maybe this will be the last melancholy song
My broken heart will be able to play
Each word a note
Each sentence a string of notes
Strung to form a melody; A joyful sad one
It's Christmas and the Philippines
Love fills the air, its infectious
Saddening as its uplifting