Monday


my love grows every day.

Sir with the long hair, I think I’ve fallen in love with you and the lady with her cat that sits in her window as I walk by every 6 am morning. I’m in love with the nice, young lady that bags my groceries for me and sings. She sings to me, the most beautiful melody. I think I’m in love with all the yellow flowers that grow, even the ones with roots too shallow, I love you too. A man from New York, holds part of my right side heart love. I’m in love with my mother, her beauty amazes me every day and her courage has given me life. I think I’m in love with the little bugs that float on the water’s surface, sometimes they can look ugly, but I know I have love for them all. The front door to my grandma’s house, I’m in love with that as well. The way the frame hugs the door, the color reminds me of rusty rain and I love that. The boy whom I share a bed with and a life with, I know I'm in  love with him, oh so dearly. With his belly laughs and his forest green eyes, I love every bit of you, I could die. The food I eat, I know I love that. I cannot live without water, I need water like I need knowledge to stick to my inside brain. I’m in love with music, I can feel it, I can taste it, I can play it, I love music with my whole soul.  Every note feels different in between my fingers and toes. The love I have for my sister and brother grows out of this world. Every day I find something new to love about them both. From their eyes to their golden heart souls, I love them both dearly. I find myself falling in love with everything and everybody around me. Every day my love grows and grows and grows. I am allowed to fall in love with whomever I choose.  The fact that I can still feel, is such a beautiful thing.

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