The beauty in everything is you feel pain and that is an instinct felt due to forgetting to breathe. I keep hearing "she loves him" and whistles late nights after I eat my greens. We forget that the is beauty in pain and creativity. I don't know but writing helps me think. The fallen always rise like the sun. Rain fell that day was cold and for me to ease the breeze from making me shiver. I wrote myself a love letter.

Dear Me

Let's fall in love. Let's fall in love because we both deserve love. Love yourself because no one will love you like you do. Reflect into the feeling and just maybe you might feel enough pain. More pain motivates me to work harder but love myself and start being the receiver. This quote is stuck in my heart like a sticky note "Choose people who choose you"....