Suffering

They say that time will erase the misery

But the horrible thing is,

I have this very strong memory, 

that I keep reminiscing you

I want to stare at your eyes, 

without seeing poetry

I need to stop seeking the vague imprint,

of your face and body

If the genie granted my wishes,

I would want to turn you back into a stranger

And then for me, 

to stop being so melancholy

- Dea Pamela I. (J1A016059)