i’m missing you
like the Moon misses the Sun
when it’s out there somewhere
shedding light to the darkest of night.
why do you keep coming back
as the waves keep crashing back on the shore
after its adventurous stint in the farthest sea.
how much longer will you linger over
like a silent thief at night running away
after it has stolen precious gems and pieces of jewelry.
oh, Manila, what’s with you anyway
that someone like me is crazily
enchanted by you?
it’s the memory of you
and of a once beautiful story
by love’s wrongful ways.
*Manila- the capital city of the Philippines
For Euge’s weekly prompt:
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