MA Creative Writing student at UP Diliman from the Land of Buko Pies.

Also a runner, photographer, cyclist, florist, dreamer, and believer.

I miss how you stare back at my eyes. I miss your touch. I miss the way you constantly fix your hair. I miss how I look at you in public, wishing I could kiss you right there and then. I miss how I see you from a far and the feeling that as you slowly near me, I am brought closer to a happy place where only the two of us could ever be in.