12:00AM.

At 12:00AM, I am wide awake, trying to calm myself down.
At 12:00AM, I am trying to understand what has happened in the past few hours.
At 12:00AM, I am trying to understand the reason why he hasn't bothered to either text me or answer my calls while I was waiting for him for 3 hours, crying because I was so worried that something might have happened to him.
At 12:00AM, I am refraining myself from crying too much.
At 12:00AM, I am trying to let it all go by writing it down at this blog.
At 12:00AM, I am trying to forgive him for his misgivings because he is not perfect, and neither am I.
At 12:00AM, I am stopping myself from comparing us to other couples who seemingly have the perfect kind of relationship.
At 12:00AM, I am praying to God to give me the strength to push through.
At 12:00AM, I start to wonder if this is still worth it.
At 12:00AM, I'm still hoping that it is.