"How To Fall in Love With Yourself" - A Poem by Me
I love love though it’s hard to put that into loving myself
I love Netflix movies that everyone hates, Irish tea, how potato chips taste so good
I love the shade of blue called Prussian and singing in the shower and Tessa Thompson
I want to write about love because I come from a generation where if I identify as aromantic, that means I am a robot who can’t feel anything
Let’s talk about the colors in sunsets but don’t fall in love with sunsets
Fall in love with Mother Nature and her child the Earth instead
Fall in love with the water that feels cool no matter what season, the air that helps us all breathe and doesn’t get mad if it gets left on read
Fall in love with the moon because it will always be there every night to say hello and won’t leave you on read
Fall in love with the people learning how to love themselves and remind them that you’ll be there to remind them each reason why your dimples appear when you think of them
I love that my father showed me it’s okay to cry even when the world told him he shouldn’t
I love that my niece knows just what I need in a bad mood and will agree with everything I’m saying when I vent
I love that my aunt understands what it means to be afraid of men in your life and how hard it is to let someone touch you
I love that there are thousands of people on the internet who understand how much I hate sex and how awesome it is when you finally figure out you do
I love that my therapist helped me choose my name and agrees that dysphoria is a scientific word, not a gender identity
I love that the girls I grew up with still contact me on Instagram and will like every photo even if we weren’t very good friends in high school














