I love myself

I love seeing myself in the mirror

I love that I can learn to unlearn

I love my addiction to video games

I love my endless supply of novels

I love being a big sister and getting to love my siblings

I love my glass display of pop culture knick-knacks

I love that I’m comfortable in my body

I love that I choose myself and let go of some people

I love listening to BTS, it’s the best decision I’ve ever made

I love that I’ve changed

I love how this is not a poem

I love how this could also be a poem

I love to love

I love that I can love this many things about myself

And how wonderful it is that we exist at the same time, that we are here now together, as if the universe fated us to be. I can’t believe that I get to meet someone as amazing as you, it makes me feel like I’m pretty amazing too. Oh to grow with you, to learn with you, to laugh with you, to be with you. It is a gift to have known you. Thank you for existing.

How can I be happy and unhappy at the same time?

There is a sense of longing, an unfinished business that won’t let me be fully happy

There is emptiness, but it’s not permanent, it’s only there to say that I shouldn’t feel content even when I deserve it

I’ve…

what is love?

i’ve begun to realize that it is more abstract than i thought, it is more beautiful, more fluid, more

we were taught that love means butterflies, fireworks, kisses, and making more love

but i don’t think it fits the type of love i’m feeling

love can be…

So who was your first love?

It was back in grade school, I was about to be five years old. I remember my mom asking me to come home quick because she had a surprise for me. But when I went home, it was silent. I had no one waiting…

I always wanted to explore space, I watched many movies and series inspired by the uncharted territory. They make space feel so big and unpredictable that the impossible might just be possible.

Like sentient droids, and treasure planets, and time travelers, and omnisexuality, and interspecies love, and peace, and what…

It’s funny how things change.

Calculating and cold, logical and organized; I worked better alone. I was a perfectionist and I planned every move. I thought that relationships are a waste of time, to be emotional is weakness, because you sacrifice yourself for someone else.

But I’ve grown to realize that that is not true. Turns out I have a big heart, I always have. I just stop seeing it as a weakness and start seeing you as beautiful.

I looked at my dusty to-do list on my wall, every goal unachieved, every opportunity that went down the drain because we were forced to stay at home for the quarantine. Being locked up with nothing else but your own thoughts is scary. …