Another Letter to You.

Dear He Who Shall Not Be Named,

Do you know that I write you letters every day?
I write you letters every day.

I'll never give them to you. They're to you, but not for you. Because I won't tell you that I love you. Because I'm such a desperate lover who writes letters left unsent.

I make myself laugh inside.

And I remember your apologetic smile. And I wonder if your smile was for me, apologizing for the fact you'll never love me back.

One day I'll give them letters to you, and you won't believe someone loved you enough to write letters everyday that will never be sent. And that someone loved you enough to keep it unsaid.

And then you'll laugh inside.

And when you're blinded by morning light
In the morning
You'll see the whiteness of the paper
And recognize
My love to you.

My Buddhist Being

I'm not really Buddhist.
Whoever reads this blog will think I'm a psycho bitch.
In fact, I'm really not. I have so much peace of mind. Usually, i have so much of it. I feel the sun on my face in the morning, and I thank heavens I'm alive...every single day.
I make peace with things. I make peace with hurt, with sadness.
I even make peace with my own tears. And I pray for people with my mind from time to time.
I'm often euphoric, or melancholic, but in them, I'm still in peace.

I love my life!

dont worry about a thing.

Dear Self,

Don't worry about a thing. You still have a whole life to live. You have all the time to do mistakes, to correct the mistakes.
You have all the time to fall in and out of love. You have all the time to believe in love!
You have all the time to be, and to seize to exist.
You have all the time to be silent, and to speak out.

Everything around will change except the things you hold on to so dearly.

You have space. You have so much space. You can say what you want, you can feel and embrace the clouds in the sky.

However depressed people think you are, oh, how you hug the world.
In the morning you step down that tall building. The sun greets you with soft hands. You look right and left as if you are looking for someone.
I love it when you walk in confident steps, forget about the people. You have so much grace inside you.

Sometimes you think you're small, but it's beautiful how in flashing moments you realize, you resemble the universe.