26 September 2018

9 Reasons To Be Grateful

I would like to begin by saying that I am grateful that you are here.

These days so much had been going on with life and on this earth that we live in; so much that I am not watching the news in TV anymore unless I want to know the weather situation. Despite all of these I am surprised with myself that I am staying positive. I no longer complain if things did not go my way. It must have been the effect of my recent attendance at the Metro Manila Regional Conference of SFC. 

04 August 2018


Don't hate yourself. Falling in love is in not an act of stupidity. Never!  You just happened to stumble the wrong person or maybe, just maybe, both of you were at the wrong place at a wrong time.

03 July 2018

To That Guy

To that guy,

Please bear with me as I gather my guts and put on my brave face

To save myself from false hopes, disappointments, and heartbreak I would like to know what do these all mean:

  good mornings and good nights,
  asking my opinion in politics,
  letting me decide where to eat lunch,
  midnight calls just because,
  consistent visits,
  letters, and hugs?

Your moves make me feel that I am your favorite person. You have my attention. 

Let’s save ourselves from the drama. Let’s be honest and stop this chase. What do these all mean?

Am I wrong to assume that this could be a start of something beautiful?

Let me know.



Photo by Will Cornfield on Unsplash

07 April 2018

To A Brokenhearted Man

to a brokenhearted man

What wise words can we say to you?

It is always you who have something sensible to say. If it's not within ourselves, sometimes it is you who would remind us that everything is part of life and everything that we are going through shall pass. And, that every situation is only difficult in the beginning if we persevere.

22 February 2018

An Open Letter To A High School Crush

Someday you will find out about me: the President of the Booklover’s Club, the girl who keeps the class record, the girl who accidentally run into the boy’s room during retreat, the girl who overslept in the school clinic, the girl who spilled a chocolate syrup, the girl who preferred to stay at the Jail Booth during Intramurals, and the girl who writes poems about you in the school paper.
Maira Gall