I used to wonder about the little things you did. The way you’d pick out clothes for me and insist I wear them. The way you’d come into...

Life is fleeting. Nothing stays the same. And every new phase feels like the end of an era. It’s a simple truth we all understand, yet it...

I wept when I first tasted Your grace, Overwhelmed with gratitude, Spent the whole night in tears, First time feeling such divine...

Kakampi ba talaga ang mga alaala, O isang multo lang na ginugulo ka? Masaya nga ba itong balik-balikan, O pawang paalala lang ng kung...

She loves like the ocean, vast and deep, A heart so full, yet hard to keep. Her hands reach out, but turn to stone, She builds a home,...

I watch people say the wisest things one minute, then do the very foolish things they were speaking against the next. I watch people find...

There's this thing I'm sure all the sentimental girlies—or even guys (if there are any)—out there know and also have at home. It's what...

There's another term I've learned from TikTok University. It's a medical term colloquially known as The Surge. Surge generally refers to...

There is a Japanese proverb that fascinated me, which I chose as the title for this piece. Kachō Fūgetsu  (花鳥風月) comprises the kanji...

In this journey called life, I have explored places and met an array of people. Some I have already parted ways from; Some I have kept...

grief was the heavy heart that came after choosing faith over the desired fate my breakthrough is the answer that eventually comes after...

my breakthrough is that sudden urge to save fits in the shopping cart for a new wardrobe my breakthrough is finally decluttering and...

Depression isn't mere sadness. It's all, or most of the negative emotions combined. Or, in most cases, none of these emotions at all....

grief was that day of gentle winter breezes, pastel swan boats, gulls in flight, laughter all around, and stars projected on a...

I have an  enemy  but also a friend. she withdraws me from people when I need to reach out to them the most. she feeds me lies in my head...

To My 16-Year-Old Self: If only silence weren't so deafening, No noise so empty wouldn't have filled it. If only your home wasn't cloaked...

When you hit me, it felt like a crash— from the highest of highs to the lowest of lows. With every pull of gravity, each goal went...