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I’m reminded of a very small, select handful of people when I listen to this song. Those people are the ones who are, or have been, closest to my heart.

How often do you find someone who truly listens and thinks about what you have to say, instead of just waiting for their turn to speak? Or someone who can break down the walls you have so carefully built around yourself? Or someone who can make you lose all sense of time?

Getting to know someone and letting them get to know you is such a meaningful, intimate act that happens so gradually, in the littlest and simplest moments, that sometimes you forget how it even happened.

But I remember, and I remember clearly. Some of my fondest memories are the seemingly insignificant ones: talking on the phone, or over chat, or under a blanket until the first of the sun’s rays break through the curtains. Boring it may seem to others, but to me, there is nothing like losing yourself in someone else.

Ela is a twentysomething who is constantly getting stuck in self-destructive behavior and bouts of low self-esteem. She struggles with depression and writes to relieve herself of her feelings. Sometimes she even blogs about other things like makeup and positivity. One of her pieces was published in the Inquirer Young Blood in October 2017. She likes cats, dogs, and sometimes even people.

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