In shadows once confined, a soul did dwell,
Unaware of the masterpiece within its shell.
Bound by chains of toxic bonds, unseen,
Lost amidst the echoes of what could have been.
Yet in solitude's embrace, a light did gleam,
Revealing depths of worth, a radiant stream.
Unveiling truths long veiled, now clear and bright,
The masterpiece emerges, in freedom's flight.
Your eyes are closed when you take my hand in yours;
Somewhere in your mind you know you crave my touch,
Like the safety blanket you clutched so closely as a child.
You lace our fingers together like the perfect braid,
Sun and moon rings brush softly against each other-
An eclipse held between our hands.
The sun dances on your finger, warming both of us-
A commentary of what my world revolves around.
My heart has been yours-
My hands belong to you.
Nothing has felt so soft within my grip before,
Like a wave of comfort coating my entire being.
There is comfort in the silence that surrounds us,
Light that is found in the blackness of the night;
Balance is restored by what is held between my fingers-
Touch is gentle,
Grip is tight.
♫Never in my life have I been more sure,
So come on up to me and close the door.
Nobody's made me feel this way before;
You're everything I wanted and more.♫
Just a little note of self-reflection here. Sometimes I catch myself getting a bit too carried away with advice or suggestions, and I realize it might come off as pushy. So, if it ever seemed like I was overstepping or insisting on how you should live your life, I genuinely apologize.
The truth is, I see so much strength and potential in you. I believe you deserve the absolute best, and sometimes that eagerness to see you thrive might get a tad overwhelming. Please know that my intentions are always rooted in love and support.
But hey, I'm learning and growing just like the rest of us. So, let's navigate this journey together, understanding each other's boundaries and embracing our imperfections along the way. ♥
Dubai rainstorm. The worst since 23 years ago... pero work pa din. Tatak imortal daw kasi ang mga OFW. LOL.
I can't complain though as I'm just sitting in a cozy office with tea ladies waiting on me when I'd like to take my coffee and whether or not I'd like to have milk and sugar in it.
In the meantime, construction workers are also still working despite the rain and strong winds.
Despite everything, I am still blessed.
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