To the guy who came over for a “im such
in a badmood”,
Who brought me his jacket for a “i forget to bring mine”,
And
always prioritize my needs over his,
Thank you.
You came right when I almost gave up on
love. On being in love.
Right after I decided I don’t need any love, because I
don’t have capacity to love.
I’m too drown in my self-hate, same shitty
insecurities since years ago. My cup is half-empty, and I can’t give anything
to anyone. Because giving enough love to myself to live everyday, is so damn
hard already.
But there you are. Coming to my chaotic
life, like a serendipity. You’re not taking anything from my half-empty cup.
And you’re not filling my cup so I depend on you. In fact, you taught me how to
fill my cup, so I can love myself more, by myself.
You make me feel a different kind of love, the one I'd never have before. The love that calms me but in the same time excites me. Butterfly in stomaches but in the same times a stability. Whatever will be, will be. But one thing I know for sure, I'm grateful to know you.
