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i’m not strong enough as a person. i might say that i can do everything on my own, but honestly, that’s just an excuse because i know there’s no one who would want to do anything for me. i’m not strong enough as a person. i might say that i’m strong, but honestly, i’ll be crying under the shower and beneath my blankets. i’m not strong enough as a person. i might say that i’m fine, but honestly, i often get rashes along my thighs. i’m not strong enough as a person, but i always say that i’m strong enough as a person, that i’m often labelling my own self as super strong wonder woman. and it’s ok if wonder woman crying for once.

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younger me shouldn’t need to worry too much about the paths i choose for my future. even if the path i go down ends up being the wrong one, i still have countless options left, and each misstep only teaches me something new. and if the path i’m on turns into a cul-de-sac, all i have to do is turn back, regroup, and start again. there are so many routes and shortcuts out there to explore; I just need to trust that every choice, even the mistakes, brings me closer to where I’m meant to be.

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to the woman who is getting her age to level up. to the super strong woman i’ve been ever know, i’m proud that i’ve watched you grown up so far. Happy Birthday, myself.

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Because today is ‘I Love You Day,’ I want to tell myself that I love myself and I am proud of myself after everything I have been through.

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“I've gotten jealous of everything.”

“how could?” he replied

“i’ve gotten jealous of blanket that keep you always warm all day night. i’ve gotten jealous of your phonecell, the one you always look first thing in the morning. i’ve gotten jealous of your ceiling, the one you always stare at before you fall asleep. i’ve gotten jealous of the mirror in your room that you look at every single day."

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Carl Sagan said “The universe is a pretty big place. If it’s just us, seems like an awful waste of space.” nope, i disagree. there’s no waste of either space or time when it’s about us. the idea of loving you is you are the only one who completes my pretty universe. you are the cost of every stars in my universe, you are my cosmos within mine made of star-stuff that Carl Sagan told.

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thought my wings could no longer reach you again

—when Icarus decided to give up on chasing the Sun

little things you should know that maybe one day, both of my wings are broken and i can’t no longer fall for you again and again. and i don’t want to fall again, neither for a twice nor third. too far to reach.

little things you should know that maybe one day, my wings shall falter in their quest to grasp you, to soar closer towards your presence; the flames of your fury scorch my soul. too weary to pursue.

little things you should know that maybe one day, my hands will no longer be able to hold yours. too tightly that i burn.

little things you should know that maybe one day, my wings could no longer reach you again. but you must know that henceforward my heart shall be dedicated to you alone.

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In the garden of your mind, I have discovered a love that blooms.

Written by the hand of her representative, Anne Boleyn, to Henry VIII.

I remember one night when we engaged in conversation while enjoying the quiet night sky. In the sounds of the night nocturnal, I got lost in your minds, carried away by the flow into them. Until one day I found myself seeking my name within the recesses of your minds. Do you ever think of me for just a second, As you feel that the world you live in is only as wide as a finger, While you sit sadly every day, Just watching the crescent moon? Have there been moments when my name has grown within your minds? Fluttering in your mind like when you wake up, confused about what to have for breakfast. Or does my name never cross your mind, like cherry blossoms that never bloom in winter?

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May happiness weave its light through every step you take. May the world treat you gently as you have walked the path of kindness. And my deepest wish is that one day you may encounter someone who loves you genuinely, someone who sees you as you truly are, who falls in love with your soul, who cherishes every part of you, who admires the way you perceive the world and all that it holds, someone who brings you joy beyond your wildest dreams, without you even asking. I will pray for all your hopes and your happiness, all my prayers containing your name have been sent to the skies, seeking the stars. I long to see you joyful simply for having been born into this world.

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dear October

in this month of hopeful dreams, may you be gentle with me, treat me well than before. dear October, may goodness flow my way. dear October, may no tear fall from my eyes. dear October, be kind as well to those i hold dear.

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the thing i fear the most is thought that one day you might forget my name from your memory

thought that one day you might forget my existence in your world. thus, i wanna remind you that you’ve ever been kissed my lips and i can still feel your touch lingering there. thought that one day you might forget our story how the way we met. thus, i wanna remind you that you’ve ever been lying next to me to say that i look pretty in your eyes. thought that one day you might forget our story has begun. thus, i wanna remind you that we’ve ever been built a place only we know. thought that one day you might forget how to call me by my name. thus, i wanna remind you that you’ve ever been calling me lovingly.

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i wanna see the world through your eyes.

from Emma Veil’s —the blind lady, point of view.

in a world of merely clover leaf in size, you told me that you’d wanna be my eyes through your ocean eyes.

through your eyes, i wanna see how the world glimpse beholds me. through your eyes, i wanna see how the world treated you so far.

through your eyes, i wanna see how the world from dawn to dusk. through your eyes, i wanna see how the world works for the sun dies to let the moon breathe.

i wanna see how everything works in between over a cruel world through your eyes.

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星を見る時に、すぐあなたのこと考えている。何をするかなって、もう食べたかなって。ねえ、あなたも少しでも私のこと考えたことある？あなたに会いたい。会いたい会いたい会いたい会いたい

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the stars are brighter with you around

once night i woke up from my dream and i found my heart screaming for your name; that i miss you so dumn much.

i miss you so dumn much. just the way i look all of the stars in the night sky to find little pieces of you. i miss you so dumn much. just the way the broken poetry goes by. i miss you so dumn much. just the way i put your smile on my top favorite list over everything. i miss you so dumn much. just the way i put bold line on sentence that says i miss you so dumn much. i miss you so dumn much. just the way i woke up in the middle of night to thinking of you and realize that the stars tonight are not as bright as they usually are when you are by my side.

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thou shalt know that i have told the stars about you. the part of your stories i always remember everything tidily kept in the bottom of my heart. yet, i’m afraid if someday all about you fade away from my heart, so once night when the sky full of stars, i told them about you. all of you. i told them how your smile so tender feels like cherry blossom petals on april bloomed through my days, that your warmth heart feels like fireworks on summer we watched together, that your scent feels like snowfall in the morning, that your sweet words coated in honey milk melt on my lips. those hands who ever held mine tightly lead me to our path to find missing puzzle. when i wake up from my dream and think of you again, also the days when you absence feels like the night sky without stars. i told them, i told everything that my love is there. my love is there.

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a letter to Hades in hell

i’ll tell you a secret. The flowers here blossom in the warmth of my presence, yet my heart wilts in longing for you.

i’ll tell you a secret. The world i live in is the realm i once dreamed of, yet i still long for hell as deeply as i long for you.

i’ll tell you a secret. Take me, bring back my soul and my body to hold in hell until the world is wrapped in another long winter again.

—Persephone.