Things I Love - Blog Posts

five things that made me fall in love with you. or maybe even more...

this awkward joke, my favorite first awkward joke. it was so strange, but it was the first time you made me feel special, even in this strange and sarcastic way

our friendship. it was so warm, so familiar, so close. just like rainy summer day when something is not supposed to be happening, but still happens, yet feels really really good, our friendship was the most interesting interaction with anyone in this world

trust. it is not even the fact that i can tell you anything as much as the fact that i really want to. Or maybe it is a mixture of both that makes me feel so secure with you

mutuality that never in my life i felt so much, before you. those meaningless fights on who loves more are fun, but honestly i feel like we both give out full 100% into this relationships which makes me extremely grateful.

it feels like it was yesterday. first time i realized that i’m falling for you, first kiss, first i love you, first time that i saw you in my future. It is just doesn’t feel like burden, and i don’t feel like it ever will. It is so easy to be with you, because it just feels right. there are challenges and struggles, but i don’t feel like they matter at all. nothing ever makes me feel like giving up, because whatever it is, just having you in my life is so god damn worth it.

you are not like other people. you look at things in this different but also interesting way that always made me wonder and made me want to explore them. I can’t get tired talking to you, because even though we are same, yet manage to be so different. I know everything i need to know about you, while actually i don’t know anything at all, because you are too much to explore, and i’m willing to test my luck until our last talk.

I love to capture life with a camera in hand,To snap shots of beauty across the land.And when the clouds darken and thunder reigns,I curl up with a book and forget all my pains. Music fills my soul with its sweet melody,Each note lifting me up, setting me free.But the most important thing before the day begins,Is that warm cup of coffee, it renews and wins. And with a pencil in hand and paper in sight,I draw, I sketch, with all my might. Writing is my passion, my heart and my soul,Crafting stories, characters, and emotions whole.So, these are the things I like, they make me whole,They bring me joy and stir my soul.

There was never a fullmoon when I didn't think of your glowing face as I fell back into the peaceful depths of slumber.

And there was never a day when I didn't wish I could see your smile with the morning sunrays kissing your face.

I've been in love with you for so long now, that I count my days in the ways you exist here in this space.

Love was never a choice. It was the only option.

And you, my love, is the best of heaven and earth.

Honestly I don't know.

But maybe I love them because they feel like a part of me.

Like I am a puzzle and the pieces are scattered all over this world. As songs and paintings and poetry and plants. And like stars and moon and oceans and trees.

The things I love are the reflections of my soul.

Everything I've ever loved reminds me of who I once was or who I am. I love them because they feel like home. Like they are made of the same things that I was made from.

I love them simply because they make me, me.

Why do you love what you love?