So, I’m seated across my sister, staring blankly on the floor.

“Ano, give up na?” (So, giving up?)

She’s referring to the article I’m writing for work, but it was processed a lot differently.

You?

Yes, I’m letting go of the feelings and hopes I still have.

Yes, I’m giving up the thought that we could still be something when the time is right.

Plans?

No, I’m not letting go of the dreams I have for myself.

No, I trust in His plans for me.

The question’s still echoing. My answers are clear but my soul feels so empty and heavy at the same time.

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