what do you love?

i think that all of us —

as much as we are blood and flesh and stardust —

are built of collections of what we love.

what kind of music makes your soul dance?

bubblegum pop or monstrous metal,

no matter the sound: it is a drop of you.

black coffee or sugar-filled sweets,

beaming puppies or pretty kittens,

raging thunderstorms or the rainbow that comes after —

or maybe you love all of the above.

you are made up of all these little pieces that make you, you.

it is not a perfectly put together puzzle,

but chaos.

and i say the chaos is what makes it interesting.