a word on love
what is love? I've spend my whole life dating boys trying to understand it, to be better at it, trying to earn it, I was stupid enough for never realizing I've always had it. I was so into myself, into boys, that I never noticed that my dad was right there by my side, holding my hand, giving his life for me every single day from the moment he knew I existed. love is what my dad does for me every day, I was stupid enough for never realizing I've had true love always with me. I don't need to look for it, let alone I have to earn it, because I've always been loved and I never appreciated it enough until today.










