Surely, if my life ever tore apart, I’d trust you with the stitches, weaving every thread with gentle hands only you could have ...

... I vow to be wiser, stronger, and kinder to her—to the girl I used to be. If she can only read, I hope this piece reaches her

So, when they ask me why we broke up, the answer isn’t filled with anger or hatred. It is filled with love—a love so pure ...

... why do I feel so dull with bright unnatural hair colors, but I feel so light and at peace whenever I dye my hair black?

There are many definitions of love, and all of these lead me to you.

How does one gather their strength to swim after drowning in misery for years?

To be vulnerable before someone's eyes is a kind of love unmatched.

If not my name, who am I really?

Indeed, it is possible to rise on the same place you fell. It is possible to relive on the same place you died in.

Absolute power corrupts absolutely.

A poem dedicated to all the victims of the Illegal Drug War Extra Judicial Killings of the Duterte Regime.

How is it that when women grow older, their worth decreases?

For a period in my life, I lost all the meaning of the thousands of words I knew. Until I met you.