Syrine Gladys Podadera

It turned out, nothing was the best thing you could ever give. The nothing inside me created enough space for something to grow — love. But this time, it’s the love for myself; for who I was, who I am, and who I can become.

Thank you for choosing to wake up even though you have become accustomed to the dark. Thank you for continuing even though you find yourself wishing this will all come to end.

The wounds will heal, the tears will stop, and the pain will disappear.

You’re tired of trusting too much only to get left behind the moment you start thinking they’re worth the risk.