Would be a dream if you listened to my song on Spotify!

Whatever I’m doing, I’m doing right.

Isn’t it weird to know someone for a while, like almost a year. We’re friends, it’s nice, it’s casual. Nothing’s rushed and nothing’s “on the line”, it’s refreshing. To be able to tell someone you like them, to invite them to things, to sing and write about them, to be friends with theirs and yours with them, to say anything and not feel like you’re struggling to breath. You can ask them anything, you say “I don’t know what that means” and feel GOOD, you aren’t shoved with judgement to both you and the world, like wow. I love that. To be placed in a world next to someone with a heart of pureness. As far as seeing one another. The miles didn’t stop us from hanging out, there’s planes and cars. When the pandemic hit, we were together. Then after camping was the way to go. I’ll save the sappy stories but now here I am, with her in my arms for the first time, which I thought would be weird after but I can’t shake the thought of everything good happening. Now, we’re already making more plans. It’s crazy, it’s super chill. Effortless. Whatever or wherever we’re headed, or not headed. I’m grateful for.

One of my favorite parts about us is when I read to you - things in books, journals, or made up stories. You stare at me, and as I look up your eyes show you’re listening. My tired voice and your accepting ears creates quietness in place so loud. In an enclosed space so full of peace we both find in togetherness, soon beginning to realize as I read this aloud - that’s actually my favorite part.

when do you realize you love someone?

Standing in front of the ocean? On a ledge? Watching blues fade to purple and pink? In a car ride home listening to their favorite song? When your eyes see first light? Finding details of them in everything? While they’re in your car, waiting? While you’re making them food? While they’re making you food? At 1am? 3:56am? 12pm? 5:32:22pm? Watching them wake up? Telling them stories as they fall asleep? Sleeping with their pets at your feet? Staring into their eyes or their mouth when they speak? When they begin to encourage your desires in the world?Every waking moment and every drowsy dream?

so, just tell me when do you realize you love someone, because I am falling in so many ways of what is everything inbetween of in and apart.