It is the end of my day and I only noticed I should've moisturized my lips because you told me you want to taste them.
I can be so indifferent towards my body until giving it love is an act of loving others
Not indifferent.
Indifferent is the wrong word.
It disappears as more important things take too much from my mind and soul. How I look like, what I feel physically...etc don't matter anymore.
And then you do or say something which brings me back to honoring this shell, as important as the rest of me.
I have always disagreed with the idea that you have to love yourself in order to love other people for a variety of reasons. In this small way, though, it rings a little bit true, not as causational relation, as a spontaneous inevitability.
Not indifferent.
Indifferent is the wrong word.
It disappears as more important things take too much from my mind and soul. How I look like, what I feel physically...etc don't matter anymore.
And then you do or say something which brings me back to honoring this shell, as important as the rest of me.
I have always disagreed with the idea that you have to love yourself in order to love other people for a variety of reasons. In this small way, though, it rings a little bit true, not as causational relation, as a spontaneous inevitability.
