• Life Lately

    One Week of Silence

    July 21, 2026

    It’s been a week. Seven days since I last heard from him. I still don’t know what really happened.

    Everything was going so well. We were talking every day, sharing little moments, laughing at random things, and then… all of a sudden, he just disappeared. No explanation. No “I’ll be busy.” No “I’ll message you later.” Just silence. I honestly don’t know what changed.

    Sometimes I find myself replaying our conversations in my head, wondering if I missed something. Did I say something wrong? Did something happen to him? Or was this always going to end this way?

    I don’t know. The funny thing is, whenever I think about him, I end up laughing at myself. How did I get this attached?

    I also realized something. I’m not angry. Disappointed? Yes. A little hurt? Definitely. There’s a bit of tampo. But anger? None. And I don’t know why.

    Maybe because a part of me still believes there’s a reason behind his silence. Maybe because I care more about knowing if he’s okay than demanding an explanation.

    Sometimes I wonder if I was too late in letting him know how I truly felt. Maybe I should’ve said more. Maybe I should’ve been braver. Or maybe… it wouldn’t have changed anything.

    Unlike the old me, I did not flood his phone with messages. I did not call him every hour. If this had happened years ago, I probably would’ve sent text after text until he got tired of reading them. This time, I held back.

    In three days, I only sent around six or seven messages. Yesterday, I sent just one. “Buhay ka pa ba?“ That was it. I smiled after sending it because it sounded so… me. Simple. A little playful. But underneath those three words was a question I genuinely wanted answered. Are you okay? As each day passes, I can feel the silence getting heavier.

    It’s strange how you don’t always realize how much you miss someone until they stop being part of your everyday routine.

    I miss the messages. I miss seeing his name pop up. I miss the random conversations. I even miss wondering what we’d talk about next. The silence has become louder than any conversation we ever had. I still hope he will message someday. Not because I need an excuse or closure, but because I genuinely want to know what happened. Until then, I guess all I can do is wait a little longer.

    Maybe tomorrow there will be a notification. Maybe there won’t. Either way, life keeps moving.

    But if I am being honest… I still look at my phone more often than I used to.

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  • Poetry

    Unread Days

    July 19, 2026

    There are days
    I convince myself
    I won’t wait anymore.

    I won’t check my phone.

    I won’t wonder
    if you’ve finally called.

    I won’t imagine
    what I’d say
    if your name suddenly appeared.

    Then my phone lights up.

    For a second,
    my heart forgets
    how disappointed it has become.

    It isn’t you.

    Again.

    I wonder
    if you know
    how many conversations
    I’ve had with you
    inside my head.

    How many times
    I’ve heard your voice
    in my memories
    because reality
    has gone quiet.

    You once became
    part of my routine.

    Now your absence is

    And somehow,

    I’m still here,

    waiting for a message

    that may never come.

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  • Poetry

    Your Silence

    July 16, 2026

    I never thought I’d miss something so simple.

    A “Good morning.”

    A random call.

    A “Kumain ka na ba?”

    Those little things I used to receive without asking.

    Now I find myself staring at my phone more than I should, hoping your name will appear. Hoping I’ll hear the ringtone I used to look forward to. Hoping today will be different.

    But the screen stays quiet.

    And somehow, that silence is louder than any words.

    I keep wondering what changed.

    Was I too easy to leave waiting?

    Did you get too busy?

    Did I slowly become someone you no longer thought about?

    I don’t know.

    And maybe that’s the hardest part.

    You never said goodbye.

    You just stopped showing up.

    I miss your voice.

    I miss hearing you laugh.

    I miss the way you used to make time for me, even for a few minutes.

    Now, I don’t even know if you’re okay.

    I don’t know if you think about me.

    I don’t know if you miss me too.

    It’s strange how someone can become part of your everyday life, then suddenly become the reason your days feel incomplete.

    I’m not asking for hours of your time.

    I’m not asking for endless conversations.

    I just miss knowing that I mattered enough for a message.

    Enough for a call.

    Enough for a simple, “I’m here.”

    Maybe you don’t realize it.

    But your silence has been talking to me every single day.

    And every day, I keep hoping it will finally end.

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  • Personal

    How the Phone Call Ruined My Peace

    July 7, 2026

    I was not expecting any of this.

    It all started with a random Discord message. Funny enough, he keeps on coming back. So when I saw his message around 6am, I was surprised. I was still awake, so we started chatting. Then he asked if he could call me that night. I didn’t think much of it. I gave him my number. We texted a little bit, then I slept.

    10PM came. Then suddenly it’s 1AM. That is probably the longest I have ever talked to a guy on the phone.

    And the weird part? It did not even feel long.

    We laughed. a lot. The kind of laugh where you suddenly forget you are talking to someone you have technically never met. Like the kind of conversation where you were smiling without even realizing. He has this personality that matches mine, but he is sensible too. He asked a lot about me. Not just the usual questions about my life. It felt nice that someone wanted to know me.

    Also, his voice. I don’t know why it is so nice to hear. It is calm, cute, and comforting. I caught myself smiling just because of his voice.

    The following day, he texted good morning. We talked again. He called me again at night.

    Then the following day, he texted good morning and called me during his lunch break like he promised, and we chatted until around 2pm.

    After that… Silence.

    Around 9PM he apologized because work was really busy. Thirty minutes later, he texted that he had just gotten home. I simply replied that I had eaten dinner.

    And that was it. No more messages.

    Today, I caught myself waiting. waiting for my phone to light up. Waiting for him. I even sent him a playful good morning message teasing him that he probably is still not done eating.

    No reply. Maybe he is really busy. Maybe he is just… him.

    Because even before all of this, he was already the type to disappear and suddenly come back like nothing happened.

    What really gets me, though, is looking back at our discord conversation before the call. I laughed it off. It caught me off guard. Reading my responses made me laugh and cringe at the same time. I was just surprised. My brain stopped functioning for a while. I did not know what to say.

    I think what is happening now is that I am realizing something. I like talking to him too. A lot. His voice that somehow became comforting after only a few calls.

    It is funny how someone can go from being another alliance mate in a game to becoming the person whose notification you are secretly hoping to see.

    I don’t know where this is going. Maybe nowhere.

    Maybe somewhere. But I do know this. For the first time in a long time, I found myself talking to someone for hours without getting bored. I found myself smiling at my phone. And for the first time in a long time, I am actually looking forward to hearing someone’s voice again.

    I am glad those conversations happened.

    So for now… I will wait. Not because I have to. But I genuinely hope this is not the end of the story.

    Maybe tomorrow my phone will light up.

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