May 3, 2020
“You are loved by the curtains, rustling a good morning when you open them. And you are loved by the sunrise, grateful for your eyes to regard its beauty. You are loved by the first sip of tea and by lips enjoying the comfort. And you are loved by your coat and scarf and gloves, hugging your body close. You are loved by feet upon pavement, one in front of the other. And you are loved by every door you open, the times you try again. You are loved by everyone and everything you love, for your love is warm and soft. And you’re loved by me. I wish I could create a universe out of your eyes just to make you see.”
— Lee Martens
