05/09/2026
Malang-mundu. Some nights, all I can do is be quiet and let the tears fall. π₯Ή
There are things I cannot control, answers I still donβt have, and someone I miss more than words can explain.
But I hold on to this: God sees every tear, every silent prayer, and every ache I carry.
βYou have collected all my tears in your bottle.β β Psalm 56:8
One day at a time. God knows my heart. β€οΈ