I never thought I’d feel this again— like catching a glimpse of the light at the end of the tunnel. there’s something about you— the way you meet more than halfway, gently and surely— a calm that arrives out of nowhere. you came silently— only gleaming, like a star in a cloudy sky I thought would stay gray. you did not rush in, staying long enough for the quiet to feel safe again, and that was enough. and suddenly, I’m picking myself back up— not for what’s been lost, but for what’s starting. you are a quiet sound— the kind that lingers.
to my dearest, this is for you. you’re my everything. basking in your sunlight, the world has become brighter now. to a dull-lived soul like mine, you unknowingly made life so much better. we could do nothing, and I would still savor every moment we share— just alone, together. from the smallest endearments to the grandest ones, you are all of them, to me. on days like today, I hope my love speaks a little louder, reaching the hidden parts of you I quietly long to touch. you did well today, and I am very proud of you. thank you for gifting me a day like today. my dear, we have lots of tomorrows. and I hope to spend every single one with you.
in the most selfish way, I hope no one admires you like I do. in the most selfish of ways, I hope no one ever sees you the way I do— even from this far. it’s not about winning, even though you know how I get. it’s about the space I have made for you in my life, in my thoughts, in the littlest of moments I keep to myself. and I want that space to stay ours. I want to spend years learning every detail of you, noticing the smallest things, and keeping them close, dearly to my heart. and as selfish as it sounds, I know the way I admire you, it’s exactly what you deserve. the thought of someone else— someone getting to love you more than I do, it’s heavier than this distance— and this already feels like forever. so let me keep this. let me keep this view that’s mine, this light that reaches me even here. because I’ll keep choosing you— in every quiet moment, every lonely hour, every time my heart wishes— where it could be you and me.
I get jealous. I always do, even over the littlest of things. I just hope you’ll stay— stay with me despite it all, even when my heart aches this way. you can’t blame me; I only want you. not to own, but to hold— oh, so dearly, to keep close in the quiet. just the thought of someone else sharing moments with you stirs an unsettling feeling in me— an ache I can’t paint, can’t put into words; a longing that lingers. in the most aching way, I reach for you— and there you are, meeting more than halfway.
your love— quietly and gently reaching the depths of my once-aching heart. even the mere thought of you eases the weight my heavy heart carries. I never thought this feeling would find me— again. with you, I feel seen, I feel heard, I feel loved. and I know this— I won’t ever think of leaving no ifs, no buts. dito lang. do you feel the same? I hope you do because one thing I hold certain is this: I love you.