You are beautiful, You are broken.
You are wonderful, beautiful, insprirational. You have this way of speaking without opening your mouth. You love without judgement, and pick yourself up, if no one else will. You hold onto everything that made you smile, and scatter it across your walls. You write down your every thought, things that made you sad and things that make you happy so that you can learn from the past. You hold your feelings inside, so that you don’t move anyones happieness. You lock your heart and silence your thoughts when tragicty hits. So that you can help others that are hurting. And when finally, everyone else is at rest, you open yourself up and pour out your heart to God. You are beautifully made, you are flawless. You are fearless, you are couragous. Your smile and laugh are contageous. Your an inspiration to everyone who knows you. But inside, you try to stop the screaming. You let everything build up, more and more until you crack. Until you cannot grip the ground, find your balance, breathe evenly and you feel the world is spinning, and you are not. When you finally break you are somewhere so dark no one can find you, no one can reach you and you cannot find peace. Until you break again and again and again, no matter how many times, I will not leave. I will not move. I will not ignore it, i will not ignore you. I will change for you because I know you would change for me. I know you would die for me, you’ve done things for me that I am not aware of, now it’s my turn.
I will not fail.
I am in love with your flaws.
I am in love with your fears.
I am in love with your passion.
I am in love with you.
she wrote this to me, about me.
