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Natalie DĂaz, from âIsn't the Air Also a Body, Moving?â, Postcolonial Love Poem
This be why we looking for answers sis đ
you are lovable, even if:
someone didnât love you in the past.
someone doesnât love you back.
someone said you werenât.
you believe you arenât.
what if everything is intentional. what if dancing with your friends matters as much as picking up groceries. what if you put color in your hair and a stranger feels seen. what if someone makes soup for you. what if tears are sacred. what if itâs all love.
âYou felt familiar the moment I met you. A lovely sort of dĂ©jĂ vu. When we spoke or laughed or danced I became overwhelmed by the powerful sensation that I had been here before. And when we kissed I felt the energies of a thousand lives on our lips, like our souls had known each other all along.â
â Beau Taplin
"This reminded me of you" is such a tender sentence. Oh to have impacted someone so much that they find bits of your soul and hold the memory of you in things and places when you're not around.
shoutout to the slow artists. the artists with hardly any time for art. the artists who reach the end of the day with no energy for art. you got this i believe in you and you are no less valued than anyone else