The Things I Didn’t Know

I didn’t know
The world could be
So beautiful.

I didn’t know
There were so many colors
In the sky,
In the trees,
In the earth.

I didn’t know
Music is everywhere,
Life is poetry,
And magic is real.

I didn’t know
Distance is just a word,
That some forces
Are stronger
Than miles of empty space.

I didn’t know
Waiting could be so hard,
And yet so worth it
In the end.

I didn’t know
Anyone would wait
So many years
Just to be with me.

I didn’t know
I could be
So in love
And still fall deeper
Every day.

But then again,
There were many things
I didn’t know
Before I met you.

Said No Writer Ever

I have the most fantastic story idea!
I just know it’ll make a bestselling novel!
I can’t wait for everyone to read it!
Said no writer ever.

I’m loving every single day of writing!
The words come out exactly right every time!
I can’t believe how perfect my first draft turned out!
Said no writer ever.

Editing is so much fun!
I’m so proud of what I’ve written!
Every change I make feels so right!
Said no writer ever.

Self-publishing is a piece of cake!
Book cover design and formatting are easy!
Everything is going so smoothly!
Said no writer ever.

All this marketing is a breeze!
People are already flocking to buy my first book!
Writing is the easiest job in the world!
Said no writer ever.

Writing is the worst!
I hate writing stories that nobody reads!
I swear, I’m giving up writing forever!
Said no writer ever.

For the Love of Writing

Writing is my life, my love, my greatest passion.
Writing is who I am.
Writing is who I was always meant to be.

Books were my first gateway to this world, the magical world of fiction.
I read them every day as a child, devoured their words like chocolate.
Every day, they welcomed me with open pages and promises of wonderful and imaginative stories.
And they never disappointed me.

I knew I wanted to join them, those great authors who had invited me into their minds, into their homes, into their worlds.
I aspired to share in their magic.
And I knew from that young age that I had found the only path on which I would always belong.
I had taken my first step on the greatest journey of my life.

I penned short stories as frequently as ideas came to me.
I started several books (though I never finished most).
I scribbled words anywhere and everywhere I felt the spark of creativity.
My magical world was open and growing every day.

Fiction was my whole world, but there came a time when my own writing fell behind.
I stopped creating so many stories.
Before I knew it, the ideas stopped flowing.
And my magical world grew dark.

For years, I felt lost without my words.
My stories hid in the corners of my mind, never to come to light.
I only ever wrote for school anymore, a tedious task with none of the magic I had once known.

And then, one day, the spark came back.
An idea peeked out of the darkness and whispered for me to create again.
So I typed a few words into my laptop.
Those words became a sentence.
That sentence became a paragraph.
That paragraph became pages.
And those pages became the beginning of a story.
At last, my passion had returned.

Once forgotten in the darkness, my dream reemerged in my heart.
I began to pursue my passion again, to reach for that star I had longed for as a child.
This time, I dared to share my stories with the world.
Readers gave positive feedback and encouraged me to keep going.
My stories even brought me real-life love.
As my courage grew, so did my creative skills.
And then the time came to seriously start chasing my dream.

Starting a blog is one of the scariest yet greatest things I’ve ever done.
It opened my creativity to a whole new world.
I’ve met other writers, made new friends, and shared my stories with likeminded creatives.
Never have I felt closer to that star.

Now I’ve taken one more step forward on my writing journey.
A hundred thousand words have freed themselves from my mind, growing from my imagination into my first major work of art.
My first novel, the fantasy story I’ve long wanted to tell.
And as I shape these words into order, I feel more excited than ever.
No longer will I be just a writer; I will be an author.

I reflect on all the joys writing has given me—freedom, creativity, courage, magic—and I know I wouldn’t change a thing.
From my childhood days of devouring books to my adult years of creating stories and poetry, writing has given me everything I could ever want or need.
Writing has made me the person I’ve always hoped to be.
And though I still have much to learn, I’m always ready to take the next step.

For the love of writing, I know I can never stop creating.
I will never stop being who I am, who I was always meant to be.
I am a writer!

What I Love About You

I love you and everything about you.

I love how compatible we are and how well we get along.
I love how much brighter my life has been since you came into it.

I love the way you look at me with those adoring brown eyes.
I love the way you smile at me every time you see me.
I love the way you tell me that I’m beautiful, that I’m smart, that I’m wonderful, and that you can’t imagine your life without me.

I love that I can’t imagine my life without you either.

I love that you’re an artist and that you know what being an artist entails.
I love that you’re an introvert too, so you also understand the challenges of dealing with people.

I love that you support my writing as much as I support your music.
I love that you respect my passion enough to always give me the time and space I need to finish a piece.
I love that you can handle being in a relationship with a crazy writer.

I love your sense of humor.
I love the way you tease me and how you can always make me laugh.
I love how we share so many ridiculous jokes that only we understand.

I love how I can always count on you to hug me when I cry and make me feel better when I’m sad.
I love that no matter what happens, I always have you.

I love believing that as long as we have each other, anything is possible.

I love how we can talk about anything, or even just sit together in silence and enjoy each other’s company.
I love just being in the same room with you.

I love waking up next to you every day and falling asleep next to you every night.
I love that we don’t have to say good night through a computer screen anymore.
I love that we can finally look into each other’s eyes and kiss each other for real.

I love that you waited for me.
I love that no matter how hard it was or how anxious we both were, you never stopped believing that someday we’d be together again.
I love that you were right.

I love that I can write totally cheesy romantic poems about you and still mean every single word.
I love that you still inspire me to write romantic poetry, even after knowing you for years.

I love how there are so many things I love about you that the word Love doesn’t even sound like a word anymore.

I love loving you.
I love that you love me.
And I love how after all these years of waiting, we can finally be together for good.

I love you, my love. And I always will.


Happy Birthday to my wonderful boyfriend! You will always be the light of my life! I love you, sweetheart!

White Dove

One cold evening,
I looked outside
At the ashen sky,
Trembling with grief
For the world
I once knew
And loved,
A world I feared
I might never
Know again.

But a white dove
Came to me,
Bathed in light,
And told me
Not to be afraid,
That the world
Could be better
If only I chose
To make it so.

She told me
That Light
Is stronger
Than Darkness,
That Hope
Is stronger
Than Fear,
That Love
Is stronger
Than Hate.

She reminded me
That just as
The night
Comes before
The dawn
And every storm
Is followed
By sunshine,
So does resistance
Precede acceptance.

Her words
Filled my heart
With hope
And gave
My spirit wings.
In that moment,
The fear I’d felt
Gave way to courage
And the promise
Of a brighter future.

As I watched her
Fly away
Into the sunset,
I smiled,
Knowing now
What I must do.

If I want to
Make the world
A better place,
I have to believe
I can start
With myself.
It’s time to
Be the change.


My submission to the February Poets for Peace collaboration. May we all be the change we wish to see in the world!

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