143, I love you | ✓

Only the first page 📃

"Wind in my hair, you were there, you remember it all
Down the stairs, you were there, you remember it all
It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well"

-Taylor Swift, All Too Well

Oh, finally, my parents were right; the principles I've held get to live. I thought my novel can never have a 'Romeo & Juliet' chapter, yet, this was only the first page and not the end of the book. We still have alot to explore, my love. Still, I try my best to bloom a language out of the soil my past lovers left behind. My sanity! oh how it came back after putting love in a pedestal, not falling and breaking like a vase. Sure, my ballet teacher was right, some can dance gracefully even with the burdening albatross of words; this was us, like the morning joy appearing at midnight. You were there. You were there helping me with my twisted, yet, humbling sadness. Afterall, some fairytales can be true, some even hiding a sad love note inside. I may be a thin wall of ice, but you showed up like a heavy truth and opened my eyes.