☆Ad Astra☆

Happy Valentine’s Day, vida mía.

Words fail me when I try to tell you everything I feel for you.

Every time I think of you, my heart races and begins to consume itself, as if it wanted to have your presence inside it, forming layer upon layer so you can never leave.

That is why I have decided to give it to you as the eternal bond that unites us. I know you will take better care of it than I ever could.

Each layer of it is a moment we have shared together. I guard them jealously so that no one but you can see them.

If you touch it, you will see how much I love you and how present you are in my day to day life.

With love,

¿Serías mi Valentín?

Years ago a friend of mine had a dream about a strange invention; a staircase you could descend deep underground, in which you heard recordings of all the things anyone had ever said about you, both good and bad. The catch was, you had to pass through all the worst things people had said before you could get to the highest compliments at the very bottom. There is no way I would ever make it more than two and a half steps down such a staircase, but I understand its terrible logic: if we want the rewards of being loved we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known.

I just love that form!