Monday, July 29, 2024


Why do i miss you, when i've just spent a lot of time with you? Whyyyyy 😩🤦🥹🥹🥹😭

Sakto jud, nabuang na jud ka dzai HAHAHAA 🙇😂😂😂

Saturday, July 20, 2024


I know it was just for a couple of months, but im not gonna lie, those were some of the happiest and most peaceful months i've ever had. 🥲🤷🏼‍♂️ 

Thank you, for making me feel so loved and so happy. My heart was full. 😊💛 And whether we're together or not, you will always have a place in it. 🫡


Tuesday, July 9, 2024


Can i still claim today to be a special day?
Or does accepting mean that this date has to lose its meaning too?
Someone asked me recently if i have had regrets in this life, and whatifs.

Well, i dont have regrets, but i do have what ifs.
The thoughts of what could've been,
The pictures of what life could've been like.
How this morning could've gone,
And how tonight could have turned out.

Tonight, i've known you for almost seven months and i have loved you for six.
So yeah, what if everything turned out differently?
What if life didn't take a sudden turn?
That will remain a hypothetical question, i guess.

What ifs or not,
In any scenario, i would have loved you the same, if not more.
You are one of the good stuff this life has surprised me with 🥲
And I'll always be grateful for you and your life,
no matter what role or place i have in yours.

I'm happy to see you choosing yourself, choosing life, and taking care of your heart. 
Know that you will always have a place in mine.
I'll always be here if you need me, okay? 
Laban ha. 😊🖤

Wednesday, July 3, 2024


i know we're talking, but i guess there are still things i can't say to you directly.
like how i dreamt of you tonight.
how i held your hand in the dream
and how it felt so real, too real.
I know i said i'll start moving forward
moving on from what we had
I know thats what you need, thats what you want
but i guess moving forward doesn't mean im done,
it doesn't mean i'll be done missing you
it doesn't mean you'll stop crossing my mind

cause i think moving forward means accepting that
some days i will miss you, some days more than the others
random times of the day i will think of you, and
a lot of days i will still pray for you.

moving forward might look like this.
me writing pages and pages of letters
moving forward doesn't mean forgetting you,
cause maybe it could mean seeing your name, your face, your pictures and feel joy from what we had,

and maybe its loving you but being okay knowing that 
there's no longer a me and you. 🥲