Farewell at the Edsa Station

For the last time
let me hug you
If not for the people around
I would have kissed you

Don’t smile at me
it’s tempting me to weep
Let go of my hand
but know; my heart is yours to keep

You and I turn white
at the whistle of the train
As you pick your bag
my heart squeezes in pain

We met here
we separate here
You go back to your girl
I go back being a stranger

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