I believe in late night drives with the windows down and the radio blaring.
I believe in fairy light lit rooms with open books and cushions on the floor.
I believe in organised messes and clothes strewn on the floor, and wearing socks that do not match.
I believe in feeling full, and spending time doing nothing; in cozy clothes and hot coffee in the mornings that create steam above spring frost.
I believe in us, I believe in you.
I believe in myself.

It's normal, that you feel so cold. And that particular songs make you feel that way.
It's normal, that the way the sun shines reminds you of happier days.
It's normal, that you feel so lonely.
It's normal, that fine is the worst feeling in the world.
It's normal, to feel stressed over little things, because little things add up to be big things.
It's normal, to not feel okay.
It's normal, to feel overwhelmed.
It's normal, that this doesn't feel normal.