
SINCE THE START OF THE PANDEMIC, I BEGAN
JOURNALING
MY INNERMOST THOUGHTS.
LOVE SHOULD BE HONEST
June 8th, 2021 | San Francisco, Ca
Undated, 2023 | Noe Valley, CA
I read her my thoughts.
The weather is pleasant and the sun and breeze feel nice on my skin. I love her.
She is an incredibly deep source of my happiness. And I write this because I know it.
Love.
It’s always been such a complicated emotion for me. So many things got in the way. But now, there are less things in the way, and it’s more… honest?
Yes, this love is honest. And even if other things sometimes aren’t, I am sure that the love, at least, is.
I watch her read my thoughts and I am happy. Happy to share this deep, innermost, and crucial part of myself with her. Her green hazel eyes smile at me as I write this.
Love should be honest.
And I am most honest when I’m writing, and I couldn’t hope for a better person with whom to share myself.