It started about a month ago. My friend started dating someone and reminded me how I want to be loved. How I justs want to date and we both thought that I should wait because I didn’t like myself.
Everyday I see things, Experience things, Feel, touch, and taste things, They make me remember
I have decided to try and write poetry, If I can’t write stories, Or get rid of these feelings inside, Why not write them in a format that may help,
I am often seen as an optimist, A bubble of joy, A light in a tunnel,
If I texted you goodnight, would you say it back? Would you mean it? Or would you respond out of courtesy?
This year, I decided that I would start a YouTube channel again. After spending hours upon hours of watching people, I talked to those closest to me. They all encouraged me and said I would be great it so I got started. Little did I know what was coming.