irene

welcome !

Oh, the deepest craving to love someone and to be loved back. To be held in their arms so tightly, to fall asleep to gentle forehead kisses, to be the reason of their smiles, of their laugh, to be kissed in the rain, to dance to our favourite song in the living room at 11pm, to stick in their mind like honey, to exercise our body and minds together, to pick up their expressions, to capture memories, to take photos of them eating cake, to record silly videos, to compare hand sizes, to bake cookies, to lay down in a field and stare at the black canvas of a sky freckled with white, to have deep conversation about life, to have a stuffed-toy child together, to adopt a small dog for you, and a big dog for me, to list down for groceries, to travel, to write about it in a journal, to facetime when they aren't near, to have their hands locked with yours, to be cuddled under warm sheets in winter, to watch a sad movie and cry, to roll my eyes because they laugh at me crying, to read, to write about them, to watch the sunset, the sunrise, to have flowers picked and put in my hair, to have their hands perfectly fit my face, to cup their perfect face while telling them how important they are to me, to melt and to drown in their eyes, to watch in awe while theyre doing the little things, to sit in the comfortable silence, to have inside jokes, secret handshakes, special places only us knows about, to hear their loud mumbles and silent screams, to be a shoulder to lean on after crying, to hear their voice everyday and yet it still sounds like your favourite song that you've discovered for the first time, to argue but makeup with a kiss and flowers, to give them flowers, to write them letters, to send them random gifts, to make paper rings, to let them do your makeup, to be reminded of my worth, to remind them of their worth, to be texted "this reminded me of you", to hear random i love you's throughout the day, to grow together, to grow old together, to be together everyday, to have each other forever.

It's funny how our younger self would cause scars on our bodies, but as we grow older, we become more careful. Although, we end up causing more damages to ourselves by scarring our hearts instead.

oxygen

If you take out light,

We recognize that affecting a small thing in the past can dramatically change the present, yet, we rarely think about how affecting a small thing in the present can dramatically change the future.

I'm a crushed grape made into fine wine now break me like a glowstick and by then will I shine

"Do I love you or do I just love the idea of being loved by you?"