March Hechanova

You made me feel renewed. You made me feel that familiar feeling again. You fed the long buried emotion I’ve once forgotten.

Thank you for leaving me shattered, because you made me fix my own self. Thank you for not loving me the same way, because I have to love myself instead.

Because honestly, you are not meant to be the almost, the what if and the other choice. You are never a fall back.



I want to be a unique, epic novel.



Your summer heat has burned me enough. You made me parched, wilted and extremely exhausted. You drained everything from me. But there you were, oblivious of the damage you’ve caused.