Falling In love With Your Daydream

This morning I came to terms with my sickness--lovesick. 💓


I am one of those females that daydreams of love in the worst ways. The helpless romantic in all the old movies, she struggles--but only for the sake of love. She is absolutely in control of everything but her beating heart. She falls apart in the sight of love, her strides become nothing but the movement of love.

It is fair to say I have never been more in love, with who? Myself. I have been doing all those little things that make me blush. Looking at myself in this amazing natural light and all I can think is--Damn girl, you fine! It feels good. 

I used to question my beauty, in fact, I allowed the eyes that looked at me to define my beauty. Until I had to look into my own and keep looking into them did I realize, no matter the faults found in me, no matter how ugly you painted me. I was a beauty to behold. It's like the wind. It blows it's direction only it knows and it's carrying something to someone,-- to everyone. Yet when it hits you, that kiss alone gives you a moment to kiss something no one can see, not even you but you see it with the parts of you that matter. The beauty you see matters.

 I think it's fair to say I am a daydreamer, not too much that can drag me too far down. As Lupe said, "I fell asleep beneath the flowers For a couple of hours, On a beautiful day, Daydream I dream of you amid the flowers, For a couple of hours, Such a beautiful day."

 I keep those days in a beautiful place, a reservoir for other days, falling in love with a new day. 
So I left some flowers down below, something that made me smile on my way into a Ralphs.
I hope you see some beauty in something today.
Love
Peace
and ever-evolving energy <3

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