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Luna May 2016
I've always thought our love was like a big fire
And maybe it was

Yours being the flames
that set our love ablaze
I was too mesmerized by your embers
that I didn't notice that
we're already both burning

Your embers kept getting smaller and smaller
as water interfered
And next thing I know, your fire's out
Leaving everything a big charred mess

It pains me to think
that my love's the smoke
that's still there even after you're gone

But I'm fine, *I will someday rise to the skies
"Alab" in Filipino means "blaze" or "ardour"

*Took this from my original tweet thread

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