Hello, my love.
On times like this, where I feel unsafe, wary and down, I think of my sunshine. Yes, it's you. Why do I feel a sudden ache and relief when I think of you? I want to be with you so badly. I want to take care of you, not because of your physical attributes. But your beauty. I feel a sting overtime I think of you with someone else.
I yearn for you, writing letters, writing on my diary about you... it all feels shallow. You deserve more than me, my most dire out of life and full of potential. You deserve the better me. I don't want you to struggle with what I am right now. I love you, it's moments like this when I look back to my struggle, to the place I fought so hard for. To my loneliest, most desperate trying time; you're the best thing I know. The only Angel I'll risk my life for. For you— I will and I a man of God, because you deserve me even after we both pass.
My love for you transcends my own comprehension, it goes in ways I would never imagine. It goes through God. But for now, I am nothing but an outlier to such beauty. I am nothing but a liar, a hypocrite, an irony of my own dreams. I do not want you to see the worse in me, neither do I.
You're like an orchid, you really bloom beautifully don't you? Well, just remember that everything I do is for you. I dedicate my life to be dead for the salvation and eternal joy and peace I hope for with you.
The world, it's really worldly, full of lust and outmost desires
BINABASA MO ANG
Dulo, gitna, simula
General FictionInspired by Ebe Dancel's "Bawat Daan" A boy meets girl situation affects the process of both their lives, from end, middle and beginning.
