In the end, there can only be one.

Late-Night Thoughts

And the irony is, in choosing to be selfless, I’ve become selfish. Breaking my heart the more I try to make room for love. Because every day I fall in love with each more and more. Because every day, it gets harder to choose. Breaking my heart because you each claimed a portion of it already.


Indecision will be the death of me.



I’ve never realized how many different forms of tired one could experience.

I’ve never realized the immensity and ability to love some can possess.

I’ve never realized that I could feel myself die a little each day from all the weight beating down on me, yet feel so alive having survived each time… having grown… having learned… having triumphed.

“All the world’s a stage” and sometimes I forget that I can be a player or a spectator. But i’ve never realized that either way, the drama surrounds you.

I’ve realized that life is full of many contradictions and while nothing make sense, everything has meaning.

I’ve realized that I still have a long way to go and the magnitude of what I must learn is as infinite as the stars.

Complications will always be there, but I guess life is simple when you have one goal – one race to finish. And the cliches are cliches because they’re true, no matter how much you deny it:

  • It’s ok to not be ok.
  • It’s ok to not have all the answers you need.
  • It’s ok to be human.

The truth is, everything is OK, because He makes it OK. Sometimes you might forget that. Sometimes you’ll take it for granted. But every time, you’ll find your way back.

Late-Night Thoughts