Roman numeral III, bae, drop it like it's hot
Life is meaningless without you right by my side,
You are that little kick of darkness in my bright and sunny life.
If this world was mine, I'd choose to be with you
Hold your hand, pull you out from the crowded room
Make you smile and laugh or giggle a little every time you are feeling blue
You are my baby panda, my clingy and needy lover
What would I do without you? What would my life be without you?

The only factual information I know is,
God will never let someone else take your place;
He will never ever let someone else come in between us, to separate us.

Because I chose this life, to be your permanent love in this life.

What we really want is not necessarily what we need— Sometimes, we easily get distracted by the things we want just to heal our inner child. Since it feeds and heals our soul,

Don’t get me wrong, we attain physical satisfaction, But is it really what our spirituality seeks to desire? Did we live a good life outside of comfort? Or did we fight a good life in the midst of survival?

We chose to choose life—by all means, to live comfortably, not fashionably.

We chose to live a good life because this is the kind of battle we chose to face. Henceforth, this was the kind of war we must fight, obstacles we must hurdle— Inner peace and personal satisfaction—not of material things,

But of good deeds, forgiveness, and abstinence.

Sin is temporary in life; we forgive, confess, and forget, Starting a new life as a forgiven person.

For it does not guarantee lifetime happiness, But rather, a temporary one.

Who am I to not forgive you, right? I could—but that doesn’t mean I can still accept you. The damage has already been done. You made your choice, and so did I.  

Don’t expect things to go back to the way they were after everything that happened. Don’t forget—it was you who started this. You chose to believe your son without even listening to us. We had proof.

I had proof. But he had nothing—no evidence to prove that I did what he accused me of.  

My trust is gone. You had your doubts, and I had mine. I can forgive you, but don’t come back.

The devil tried to harm me, but he couldn’t reach me. So instead, he went with Plan B—brainwashing my cousin’s empty, lifeless mind to ruin my reputation and fracture our relationship.  

Go on. Dare me. Challenge me. Are you sure about your decisions? Did you really think I would break the moment my bond with my cousins was shattered? Think again.  

I can live without them. In fact, that’s perfectly fine because at least I’m still whole. What matters most is myself, so why should I even worry, right?

You should be worrying about yourself, instead because,

Everyone already knows the kind of person you are, and they’re all on our side now. What you’re doing right now doesn’t define us—it defines you. Your actions speak for themselves, and they paint a clear picture of who you truly are.