Avril Song

During times of true insecurity, you’d call yourself shy. I was so young then, all I could do was disagree in my loud, high pitched voice. I had that American confidence you were so proud to see. Looking back now, I realize it was false. Those clouded judgements on yourself were because you were a young woman, in a foreign country. It made me remember the times we would be out together. The bravery you had in approaching a woman in which you found recognition. I’d hear your thick, beautiful accent say, “Are you Korean?” Followed by loads of conversation I didn’t understand. Laughter, ease, and comfortability resonated from your body. Thinking of that now, I know that is not a shy woman that stood before me, just one in a new environment. It makes me wonder the woman I might’ve known if I were birthed from you in your home. Would you speak words of self love in your native tongue?