I think she was afraid to love sometimes. I think it scared her. She was the type to like things that were concrete, like the ocean. Something you could point to and know what it was. I think that’s why she always struggled… And I think that’s why she also struggled with love. She couldn’t touch it. She couldn’t hold on to it and make sure it never changed.

i. You are beautiful. No, not pretty. No, not like just the flowers. You are beautiful like the ocean. Deep and full of hidden beauty underneath.

ii. You are the best thing that happened to me. Like a celebration, like a feast. You are a daily event that I would never get tired of. You made everything worth the fight.

iii. You are enough. Or more than enough. Like an overflowing excellence. Whatever you do is magic to my eyes, you are magically clearing out hates and curses.

iv. You are a gift from God. A spinning cloud of surprises. You are a gift. You are my present and we are the future.

v. You can do it. You are the most beautiful competitive beast. Go on, reach for the stars, no one can stop you.

—  Keith Torres, 5 Things Every Girl Would Love To Hear