We’ll never believe we deserve love until we accept ourselves.
Someday soon, someone else is going to wake up to you first thing in the morning when you feel the least attractive you’ve ever felt, and they’re going to tell you you’re beautiful.
I will be the shoulder for your weary head to rest, telling you stories until you fall asleep. I will be the body that helps to lift the weight from you to me. I will be the silence when you have no words to speak, but just to sit next to you in comfort, reminding you that I’m here.
You’re not going to find a love that’s perfect, but you will find a love that scares you. A love that attempts to bring down the walls you’ve tried so hard to keep up, because for reasons you have no certainty of, this person somehow thinks you’re worth it.
I will hold his hand through this journey we do not plan to end, regardless how rocky it would be.
The truth is that “in love” feeling is not meant to last. Relationships have highs and lows. Peaks and valleys. You can’t live on a peak forever.
When he compliments you when you feel least attractive so that you know he is attracted to more than just your looks.
I don’t expect you to give me all of your time and attention but I expect you to be present when I need you most.
When you’re homesick for a person, you cannot find where you belong unless it’s with one another, making a dwelling in one another’s hearts, one another’s souls.
I don’t have much to offer you—no spells or special powers, no promise of healing or the ability to solve the struggles spinning in your brain. But what I do have is my heart. What I do have is my love. And I know my love can’t save you, but maybe I can help you hurt just a little less.