LOVESICK FOOLS at age young, at head wise and at soul aged. I forget how it ever felt to not love, to have that alone feeling I believed I would always have. I never imagined a world for me that included someone to hold my hand and tell me the three words I've needed -

"I'll be here."

I doubted the words sung in the songs, the feeling of love seemed too taboo and the possibility of meeting someone who shared that same high-level passion seemed statistically extremely unlikely. It was thought-provoking to me. A complex psychology. It was a simple theory, a concept that was out of reach and out of my hands. Than it happened. The gushy, red face I had as I gave a smile. A smile that I haven't smiled in years, a true smile brought on by a feeling that was as non-existent to me as mutual passion--happiness. To believe that it would've been triggered by causal humor and a simple comment on a social media bored is what truly blows me.

You're what I never knew I needed. You're more than a simple, cliched phrase that blasts from my car radio's speakers, more than any line to a poem or any rhyme in a rap. You're not a metaphor, not a simile, not anything. You're a collection of DNA, arranged in a way that is both biological and philosophical. A higher being and the simple matter of the universe, a binding of atoms and traits that I cannot put into a format. I can be romantic, I can speak words that may make you flush or giggle, but I could never amount anything to how much I truly love you. I cannot calculate or demonstrate, sing or simply express your sheer being. You're not anything the world could offer, but rather a collect of stardust and atoms that somehow managed to fall in love with a simple black hole like me. You're worth more than this passage, more valid than anything else. You're a world in yourself, a unique being that defies all.

I've learned one thing in my days, however. Love isn't always an accidental in-the-moment mistake. It's a decision you make on your own. An oath as you would put it. A care that you must tend to and let it grow and nourish with your actions, not words. Despite me not being able to do all I've wished to do, I still will keep trying. For I've dedicated my life to you, to seem irrational to the normal person's eyes and fight through all battles to get even the tiniest details right. If I didn't do these things, it wouldn't be love. It would be a tossable emotion that isn't worth it. I will follow you, I will give you everything you need, I will hold you in my arms and name every star that makes up your constellation.

I may be young, I may not be smart, but I am not dumb. We are dedicated, we are true, we are valid, we are bulletproof. You'll fly above me, my galaxy. I'm sure of such, and I'm fine with that. I do not mind how mad I sound, for I am your LOVESICK FOOL.   

//birthhapp for my wonderful mexican dis,