Waiting

I am waiting for your message. I am sick at the pit of my stomach. It is easy for you to let go, to snip off that tiny string that ties you to me. Not that I blame you. I find it so hard too, living here in Manila and thinking of you living your life in Seoul. Can I hold on? I don't know.

What I know is that I'm happy that we met. I'm happy that you love me. I love you. I love you. I love you.

Migration

Its cruel season again
The rains come and with it the memories
With you under showers with water running down your thighs

Jaegu do you know I love you?
My heart calls out to you
I wish to fly to Seoul to be with you