I lost my significant other on September 2022 hours after we spent time together.

I feel guilty na sometimes I forget about him na, and I hate to forget about him.

It’s been a year and 8 months since your passing and you cross my mind less and less, sometimes weeks in between, but i think every time you do... it always stings.

it’s not your fault, but i’d rather not think of you or any of it as I know you wouldn't want me to be sad.

It's hard when I miss you and it's even harder when I wanna give the love I wanna give you but I can't, you're not here anymore, I'm upset that I can't kiss you and stare at you when you tell me stories about the game na pinirata mo, about how you make your own coffee and the way you feel.

I'm afraid that It'll be a long time before I open my heart again to love someone, I miss taking care of you, bringing you food and playing games with you.

Going out feels like a chore now as I go alone now.

I wanna go out and meet new people but I'm afraid I might leave them as I might get scared that the same thing would happen to them.