I was thinking about you while I was driving home. Even if you’re being silent about it, I know you’re not okay. I know you’re crying no matter how hard you try to to be brave and fight all the ugly things off again. There’s this part of me that always want to protect you from all the things and words and memories that would crush your heart. There’s this wanting to shield you from selfish people, from anyone who wouldn’t treat you right again.

That’s why when I saw the pink skies, I had to pull over and capture it so I could send it to you. So I could be able to send you beautiful things because that’s what you deserve. Sigh. you deserve so much more, Yaba. i hope you know that. This photo, the beautiful moment there, is for you. I love you.