how does it feel when you keep making me look like a fool? when you keep letting me drown in my thoughts in the middle of the night asking myself

"am i not enough?".

was it satisfying?

"at sa bawat minuto, gusto ko na sumuko.

ipilit man ang iba, ako'y maghihintay sa'yo.

ikaw ang nais kapiling sa huling sandali.

kasalanan ba kung ikaw ang hanap ng puso kong sawi?"

It's so sad how the world is full of lonely people. What is saddest is our attempts to rationalize, beautify and romanticize our loneliness.

"Quiero saber si ríes o lloras, si andas acompañada o andas sola"

In the greater promise of tomorrow's idyllic nature, should they've known us well to plant sunflowers at our grave.

"we used to go here together.. until you left and let me watch these waves alone.."

“The broken will always be able to love harder than most. Once you’ve been in the dark, you learn to appreciate everything that shines.”

— Unknown

They ask me if I loved you

I lie,

“Yes, I did.”

What I really mean is,

“Yes, I do.”

I still love you.

We're burdened by our willingness to love those who are seemingly incapable.

can you blame me if you're the only person my heart's looking for?

did it help when I went away? isn't that what you wanted?

I miss you 🌹Come back! 🥺

Sorry, i was busy at work. Miss you too!

now i am forced to somehow un-love you. as if i never craved your touch, your kiss, or simply your presence across the room. i am forced to pretend this heart is not longing for your return. we are now two strangers who shared a past, and an imaginary future together. i am forced to dry my tears at night and make myself believe this is for the better. my arms no longer have a home. and your absence will forever torment my soul.

- dee (i am forced to forget us)

Your beauty lights up my night as your soft glow soothes my soul. Yet it cant fill the void, for i long for the sun that vanish at dusk.

"Full Moon"

Your words haunt me every day that it keeps me wide awake until 3 am.

I love you so much and i promised you a garden of sunflowers because i named you Mirasol and it's my favorite flower..

I love you so much, and if you ask me to wait for you till the next blue supermoon, I would.. But that's not love, it's stupidity...

I love you so much, but the 14 letters isn't enough for you to feel the same, even if i say it repeatedly, even my energy drains just to show you how much i cared.

You were my yellow, my Sunflower..

Tell me, how could I teach my heart to forget you?

To write relatably is a form of gift which God has given you to express unsaid thoughts or feelings for those who can't compose it distinctly.