Rose

It's been nearly a month now since you left.


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*this was supposed to be my love letter to my Nanay Rosing who passed away last December. I can't find enough strength in me to finish it. The first sentence was already heart-breaking.

Nanay, I would write you something profound or something touching...but how can I possibly key in the things I want to say to you when I know you won't ever be able to read them?