from being his little butterfly to being
in his memory
this journey was a blurry Polaroid I
kept with the broken pieces of my heart
because somebody once told me that
throw everything away which were
kept by you
'cause if they were yours to keep
they would come back to you
in some form or other
no matter what
hello my precious butterflies, it's nice to meet you again, this poetry collection is a little successor of my first collection "words under my rug", although it's not a series, this book is like a little caterpillar's cocoon, i hope you wait around for the butterfly to come out, as for now I just want you to know that every single one of you is as precious to me as every one of these words you've just read.
I'm really grateful for the fact that I'm able to do what I love to do without worrying about deadlines or having to impress people or going through someone's approval, it's a struggle to live a of need, but I'm truly grateful to be living a life of passion, and that is possible because of every single one of you. I respect every individual who contributes to my passion, and I don't think I'd want a life better than this, so thankyou for your time, support and kindness towards my words.