Sunday

10.

dear me,


you are not a failure. your eyes are

brighter than you think and are

windows to your mind. life is not a

war to win or a game to play, but a

journey to travel.



dear me,


god plays hide-and-seek. learn

from angels and see how they

do. take joy in the small things

and start to notice details, like

the way the sun hits his eyes or

the blue veins running fiercely

under your skin. leave the big picture

up to someone else, someone bigger

than yourself.



dear me,


everything happens for a reason.

embrace change like it was the air

in your bones. look at the world

with eyes wide shut and see it how

a child sees it;


perfect, pure, magical



dear me,


magical. you are magical.

keep yourself around for awhile.




sincerely,


poem


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Sometimes you just need a simple reminder of who you are.

1 comment:

  1. /looks around.
    hm... OMG WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR FACE, LOVE?

    dear you,

    you are gorgeous,
    inside and out. remember
    those kind-hearted words
    you whisper to others,
    and keep some for yourself,
    lest you wither away.

    sincerely,

    meop

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You are a body in space, a model on paper. You belong with me.