Love and Death
Belle Cassyi closed my eyes and she slipped awaybefore her eyesshe said she loves me but just with her eyesshe keeps staring at me
She chuckled and help me with my luggage,
“So, how was the country of Philippines?” she asked.
I held my remaining bag to her and I answered her, saying “still the same, but it's hard to understand their different languages.” Yeah, Filipinos do have that, it depends on their province. But I'm still amazed that I can communicate with them handily.
She giggled, “haha, you will get used to it, soon, anyway, wanna grab some lunch?” She offered but I refused. I want to buy something for my mother.