No More by Clarita Manabat

You should’ve talked to me
That one time I needed you to
When you could’ve told me anything
And I’d have listened anyway

It might have hurt less
Might have helped anyhow
If you didn’t recoil
When I reached for your touch

You see, I wanted it all
Including all you couldn’t give
I’d be there with my hands open,
Ready when you are

 I said, “Walk with me”
To the door, to whatever end
But you stepped aside and said,
“I’d rather not, not anymore”




Clarita Manabat 2Clarita Manabat is a licensed nurse living in Manila, Philippines. She also works as a freelance writer in a production company, leaving the house for early call times and meeting new friends on the go. In her spare time, she travels, takes random photographs, drinks tea, and, most definitely, reads a book or two. Trust her to squeal on an anticipated book’s publication day, cry at the movies, and laugh at the corniest jokes. She believes that love makes the world go round. Find her on Instagram here: @_karenchii.

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