Yearning For Him To Go Back In Time

(by Ganessa Archival)

It's a summer night

yet, the winds are as cold

as the winter's

Why am I feeling this?

Everything's so ironic.

Just like a romance

that has come to an end 

when it didn't even really started.

Like I, wailing in secrecy

yearning for him to go back in time,

save my heart that he left

hanging on a strand.

And this time, maybe...

he will not give up easily.

- May 20, 2008

Taken at a beach in Bohol in front of my friend's house.