Noclosure Stories

Sa panahong uso pa ang beeper, mixtapes, at love letters, nabuo ang isang tahimik na kwento ng unang pag-ibig. Walang linaw. Walang label. Walang aminan. Lumipas ang taon, nagbago ang panahon pero nanatili ang alaala ng "almost". Dahil minsan, ang hindi mo nasabi...'yun ang kwento na hindi mo malilimutan.

"Why'd you love me?", she burst with tears with this , tears that was sponged with all her feelings of us in our time together , splattered slapped all over my face and chest and neck . "why'd I love you ?", Retaliated my unflown tears ," because i saw only in you the power to tear me apart and I wanted no one more worthy to grant me my wish of being shred - by you, I wanted you to destroy me with the best feeling I've ever felt , that's why I just couldn't not love you "

ALMOST IS NEVER ENOUGH - from the song, ALMOST, I heard on the radio that made me shed a thousand tears.. Again. Yes, because I remembered YOU, CHOLO. My CHOLO, my ALMOST.

Literal dream log, most prob won't make too much sense but I'll try to add context in parts I'm comfortable with. Got bored of my written journal and decided to start a new one here.

A true story about a 14 year old girl's rape. It's very detailed and could be triggering. So, read at your own risk.

Elias Ward was born into a home where silence screamed louder than words. He learns early that love comes with conditions and warmth can vanish without warning. As he grows, he builds walls inside himself-quiet, invisible, and impossible to escape. This is a story about the spaces between people, the truths we bury to survive, and what happens when the past claws its way back, asking to be remembered.