At 3 AM, passion strikes
All the things you wanted to do
All the things you've failed to do
Everything all at once

It's all gone now,
Haunted mamories
Yet it's very much alive
Beating, pounding; still hurting

We're going through it again
Just like we did yesterday
Let go of what you can't control
And give your all for what you can

Cry for what you've lost
Fight for what's still there
Surrender to the pain
But hold on to what you've gain

Giving up, it is a gift
Of freedom,
Of starting again
Releasing to make space

Giving up is starting again
To not give up of what's left:
Under those failures and pain,
Your dream and calling remains

Come now,
Lay it down
And start anew
'Tis the day of endings and beginnings

i. I LOVE YOU. you might feel i don't because you carry so much burden. but i do, my child. i love you so deep. my heart is yours to keep. i am wiping away your tears. give me your doubts, worries, and fears. cast them to me. i promise to turn them to victories and glee.

ii. I AM WITH YOU. i never left. you wonder where am i during the times you wept. but i was there through every season. i was listening as you grumble, as you asked for a reason. my beloved, please focus on me and my plans for you. trust me with everything you have, i'm bringing you to your breakthrough. this phase may hurt but i won't leave you here in the dirt. please hold on, through my Son's death the victory is already won.

iii. I AM ALWAYS WAITING FOR YOU. my child, you are my greatest treasure. my love for you, oh no one can measure. take the step to believe again in me. we'll walk together on water, i would never flee. no, you're wrong, i was never mad at you. all my life, i only looked out for you and see you through. i hurt when you sin but i see your heart my dear. i know you're broken, feeling hopeless, and wanting to disappear. please don't, i will never give up on you. a million times a day, i will only pursue you.

I met death in a glimpse
In the middle of writing when my ink ran out
At the store when there's no more stock
Every Monday morning when my alarm shouts

I swallow joy every now and then
Every time the coffee touches my lips
When mangoes tease my tongue
In every mint that electrifies my body

I saw love every morning
On our dining table where rice, eggs, and hot choco greet each other
In the baker's twinkling eyes when I say good morning
With a lending hand ready to pass my nine peso fare

In the world where evil resides
Goodness still wouldn't drown
Look around and there's still hope ingrained
It's in the little things we miss and take for granted