‘Di Mapapantayan, Kahit Sino Pa Sila

cauli saint
2 min read3 days ago

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Everyone says we’re all unique, and they’re right — there’s no one else who understands me the way you do.

You don’t just listen to words spoken; you hear the things left unspoken. When others might have walked away, you stayed. When times got tough, you leaned in, making sense of silence and struggles without needing an explanation.

In a world that rushes by, time is taken to truly be present. Listening even in the quietest moments, you stand by me when it seems no one else would.

Not only do you notice my strengths, but you also see my vulnerabilities, understanding that knowing me more doesn’t mean your love will diminish.

An uncanny sense of when I need support often comes from you, stepping in with quiet assurance before I even realize it myself. A hand or shoulder is offered, knowing the weight I carry.

Your ability to see me — truly see me — is a rare gift.

It’s in the small gestures: the gentle way you ask how I’m feeling, the way your eyes soften when I share my fears. You don’t shy away from the harder conversations; instead, you lean into them.

In a world where people drift in and out, you’re the one who has embraced every version of me with love. If someone new comes into my life, I know I’ll inevitably find myself looking for you in them.

No one else can ever compare to you or the experience of being with you.

No one could ever take your place.

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