What is there to write?

Nature. Animals. People. Politics. Social Media.

What is there to write?

Sun. Moon. Stars. Dog’s bark. Balut vendor’s voice echoing across the street.

What is there to write?

Love. Pain. Success. Failure.

What is there to write?

Your face close to my eyes but far behind my screen; your voice I could vividly hear from my remembering ears; your skin against my lips inside my head I could no longer stop; every detail I got of you has started to jail my heart and soul; and I could no longer break the avalanche of memories to flow.

What is left to write?

The romance I have for you.

Published by Roses Sunsets

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