You thought I was sleeping the night that you came,You kissed me goodbye, and I felt it the same.I kept my eyes closed, I was too full to speak,Too afraid of the tears running down my own cheek.
But I felt every bit of that quiet goodbye,And I've never forgotten, though years have gone by.Some love doesn't need to be spoken aloud.It lives in the soft things, beneath all the loud.
You always had magic in everything you'd do,A pencil and a yosi in your hand and a whole world came through.No fuss, no announcement, just beauty, just art,Just something remarkable straight from your heart.
I remember your arms and legs covered in ballpen ink,How you'd just chill and let us without pause, without think.You gave us your canvas, you gave us your time,And being around you just always felt fine.
Sa bahay? We never needed much. It's just the house, just the day,Just you being present and choosing to stay.We're waiting for merienda, just easy and near,Those small, simple moments are what I hold dear.
The Christmases, Tita? I miss every one,The way that it all felt complete when you'd all come.We drifted with distance and time slipping through,But not a single day passed that I stopped thinking of you.
So here is what I should have said long before now:You are so completely loved, this was all your pamangkin's vow.Not for anything grand, not for all that you've done,But just for being you, Tita Aidalyn, that's more than enough? That's more than one!
Dear Tita, keep going, we're right by your side,Still holding your memory, your warmth, and your light.You were never forgotten, not once, not a day,And every last bit of our love is here to stay.