I remember the day when you asked me that why am I so obsessed with staring at clouds, listening to the rumbling sound of the river what is so special about them! I know that I shoved your question away with a playful smile and you didn’t bother about asking me twice but now I want to answer it; again not for you but myself.
Those black and white clouds that we gazed at while going on our first hike up high hills reminded me more of my old self. The way they lost themself, burst into small water droplets to nurture the existence of those high blue hills, to embrace the beauty of those tranquil tall trees reminded me of the time I used my soul to heal others.
When I hear the river rumbling over the stones in between them reminds me of my true self, the way I used my current to overcome the obstacles in the journey of my life, trying to love myself a little more than yesterday maybe even a little more than I love you.
When we drifted apart, it was not that easy to even stare at the mirror for over a minute, I noticed all the flaws that hid my smile and the swollen eyes swept away the dream of making myself the center of my own universe.
But now, the time has passed, those dark clouds have been burst to a million drops. I feel it was the universe’s way of making me love myself harder. Now when I trace my fingers through all these scars and the extra melanin on my face that you considered ugly, I feel like they are the stars carved in my soul, maybe I am the universe and they only add beauty to my existence. Maybe I am the one for me, maybe I am my own soulmate and no one has the power to make me feel hollow, I am the selcouth.
Mind blowing
Captivating