on softness
“but every day above ground is a great day, remember that”
: what makes you like chemistry and math so much?
: it’s just something i liked back in high school.
i guess there’s no reason
when you truly like something.
maybe that’s why,
after listing out so many reasons,
i still have no idea,
why do i like you.
i thought i was exposing
my softest part to you;
and now i realize that
the softest part of me
is you.
maybe i was lonely,
maybe i was hopeless,
that made me attach to you
for your kindness;
but now that i am not lonely,
and i have more hope than ever before,
i still can’t stop thinking about you at all.
but i get even more confused because
what else did i see in you?
or maybe all along it’s just because
you are being you
that made me feel safe enough
to show you my flaws.
