Love her for the way her hair falls in her face in the morning when the sunlight is peaking through the shades and resting beautifully upon her face. Love her for that sleepy smile she has when she sees you looking at her. Love her for the way she loves her morning cup of coffee in her favorite mug. Love her for the way she looks when she hasn’t gotten ready to tackle the day yet.
Love her for the way she looks when she’s getting dressed and putting her makeup on in the mirror with her mouth wide open as she applies her mascara. Love her for the way she looks when she’s a rattled mess rushing out the door. Love her for the way she looks when she’s riding shotgun with the wind blowing through her hair and her big sunglasses sitting on her face.
Love her for the way she looks when she’s smiling, the way she makes you feel like your problems are so little because she will always be there by your side, and with her, you can conquer anything.
Love her for her independence, don’t try to strip her of it. Love her for her strength, don’t try to pick and pull at her to break her down and make her weak. Love her for her wisdom, don’t try to make her feel inferior. Love her for her bold confidence, don’t try to shrink her down to make her fit into the palm of your hand.
She is a beautiful, wild soul and she is meant to be loved just the way she is.
Love her for all she is and for all she isn’t because she is a beautiful, wild thing and she is magnificent just the way she is. There is no one else like her, no one who can make you feel the way she does, and that is rare and beautiful in itself.
Do not try to change her, for she is perfect the way she is. Do not try to cage her beauty and clip her wings because that girl was meant to fly and touch the souls of others in her path. She was meant to be rare, wild, powerful and unique. She was meant to bloom in each place she wanders, to share pieces of her heart with those she comes in contact with, to bask in the beauty of the world.
Love her for the way she looks when she looks at night when she comes home after a long day of work and play. Love her for the way she looks when she tells you a story of something wonderful that happened in her life. Love her for the way she looks when she’s sitting on the couch next to you watching her favorite show.
Love her for the way she lights up and laughs with her whole belly. Love her for the kindness that radiates off of her. Love her when she takes you on adventures with her and shows you her favorite spots. Love her when she kisses you in front of the landmark she’s been dying to see. Love her for the way she keeps you wild.
Love her for being exactly who she is. Love her for every beautiful, wild, fierce, courageous part of her because it’s what makes her wonderful. 
