With each breath I take and each move I make, this is me finally loving myself.
The rational part of my mind tells me not to worry, that everything will be alright.
If he actually liked you, you wouldn’t be asking yourself if he did.
It’s better to build those around me up, envelop them in the sunshine of a sincere smile, and proclaim their joyous news from the top of every mountain.
With constant changes that are beyond my control and a strong desire for inner peace, it’s vital to my existence to just let everything be.
I am built to endure pain, weather hardship, and fight for all that you deserve. I’ll never grow tired of protecting you, of holding you in my heart.
The obstacle in my fairytale is that the “fair maiden” is just me.
It’s heartbreaking to never feel loved the way you love. The world is a lonely place for those of us who constantly care with every fiber of our being and every breath we take.
It may take time to recognize, to fully discern what a catch you really are and the love that you should be receiving each and every day.
I see the entire work of art; I see your canvas beautifully complete.