I hope you enjoy my company and see me grow as you sprung. April was such a rainbow month for me - I felt all the different emotions in every color of rainbow. The constellation closing in and out to the black and white. Awaits for the pink cherry blossoms to be split open - to all the things that grow in the wild on the grey rainy days.
April taught me to find space for the little loves when I have a hard-brain day. I’m writing this on the twenty-secondth, feeling immensely joy even in the bitterness of life right now. I’m waking up in the half-empty ‘trap’ house that used to be so lively and now I’m alone surrounded by packed up boxes. The little loves I’ve found is to know that I can exist out of this space that makes me feel so small.
Living is both labor and an art. I’ve been taught to grow up with pain and find little joys in between. I’m a true believer in suffering being an essential part of living. A guide to survival is to know pain. You get to learn love within it.
Sweetness in violence;
Bury me in the hidden sites of intimate moments fleeting away.
I’ve grieved and I’ve mourned this whole year but I learned to never let my heart close.
I mustn’t resist what is meant to be open after all.
Impurity is in loving.
Spring, give me a moment to catch my breath.
Comes summer, I hope for more love stories but not romance.
I’m a hard lover
I want more love to shed its skin in my life.
I believe in a ‘let loose’ love - love out of the need to be instead of a transactional love or love out of obligation.
No more tamed love.
Some of little loves I found for myself in the midst of chaos:
