For Once

For once, I want to be the girl
who's being pursued,
not the one who's pursuing.
To be truly loved
not because I'm the only option
but because I truly matter.

The start of the year was sad for me. H went back to OZ a day before my Lolo passed away. I've been with my family most of the time during those days, sharing our loss and renewing our bond with each other. However, I wasn't able to manage my time well. One very important person felt neglected during those times.

Am I sorry? Yes, for not being a supergirl who can be there in times of need.


I feel trapped in a haze of uncertainty. Unsure of what the future would bring. Afraid of what the present has to offer. There'll be change. That I'm sure of.

I am tired of always adjusting. I am tired of not asserting myself. I am tired of always being the one to say sorry. I am tired of not speaking out my thoughts.

But I love him so much.......that, I'm not tired of.