Of all the things I am grateful for, the best one will always be: You were my dad. You weren’t’t perfect, as a person or as a dad. There might be a time I didn’t understand you and thought, “no,you aren’t the best dad in the world!”, but now that I think about it, even at your worst condition you had always understood me. And that because you weren’t perfect, you also didn’t expect me to be. And that might be the best gift that you have ever given me.

Dad, there isn’t a day that I didn’t wish that you’re with me. Especially on days that I feel the most anxious. Especially on days I feel most broken. Dad sometimes it feels like you will be the only one to ever understand me. The one to ever save me. The one to truly calm me. And I really wish you are here dad. I really wish you are here. Even just to talk. Or just to hug.

Dad thank you. Because you weren’t perfect. And yet everything worked out for you. And thank you for you never asking me to be one. But Dad, though you were never perfect, your love for me has been the perfect representation of God’s love and God’s grace.

I love you. And I can’t wait to see you again.


Life has been,

quite overwhelming

The bustle of a day,

like a measured set of strings

One miss,

And your craft is not worth anybody’s ears



We are like clowns,

Juggling things in circus

One, two, three

That’s easy

Four, Five, Six

I can do this but with sweat tricklin’

Seven, eight,nine, one hundred

Fasten that smile, everyone is watching

Dear A,

Dear A,

We might never know why

We crossed paths,

Why it happened while 

We are on the opposite sides
You came in a time

I wasnt sure what I’m looking

Too jaded to remember 

My made-up prince charming
You got that friendly face

And that dream man attitude

You got that good boy facade

And that irresistable intellectuality
You reminded me 

of my goals

You reminded me 

Not to settle for what is available
You’re my 2017 reminder,

Impossible is not a word

In the Lord’s vocabulary

We might just be two lines crossing

In a lifetime of trajectories

But I must let you know

You are my favorite coordinate

Might it end in tragedy

On the Process

On the process

That’s how I would like to describe the life that I have right now

On the process

Of loving myself

Of accepting who I am

My hits and my misses

My beauty and my bruises

My intelligence and ignorance

My passion and disinterests

My achievements as well as the set backs,

On the process of waiting

For my big break

Career climax


And the love of my life

On the process of growing.

Focus on the people who matter

Focus on the people who appreciates you

Focus on being authentic

Focus on the identity you have in the Lord

Focus on your good attributes

Focus on the great thinhs that you have whether they see it or not

To that girl who has always made me proud,
Let me just say
I love you.
Even if sometimes you don’t see your worth
Or even if you try to compare yourself to others
I love you
And if no one would love you as much as you hope, one day soon
It’s ok, the Lord’s got you
And me, one and only you.

Recently I realized most of us wants what most monotheistic religion offers. The grace, the hope, the blessing. But never the faith. Never the idea of being under a God. Of following the teachings and realigning our life with the god’s will. Unless, we are also regarded as a god or deity.