it seems like all i ever do is worry worry this, worry that whether it be the important assignment due in a few hours forgetting to buy groceries worrying that tomorrow, you may not love me anymore perhaps, one day, i won't need to
sometimes i find it hard to believe that at one point in my life i was unaware of your existence. i didn't know that you could see darkness only not during the day i didn't know that you could see kindness only not from those who love you and sadly, i didn't know that you could see beauty only not in yourself