You
We, humans, can fall in love with pretty much anything. Books, people, music, food, animals- anything. Although, we have a difficult time in falling in love with ourselves. The hardest person to love has always been your own self. You who sips coffee with 3 spoons of sugar, you with your wild hair and wrinkled clothes, you with your habit of taking everything seriously, you with your quirky sense of fashion, you with your silly choices and habits- YOU. In a world of rules, labels and standards, how could you out of all people be lovable? You with your long sighs and teary eyes after a good book. You with all your imperfections memorised like the back of your hand. You with your insecurities and expectations that at times you think are totally unnecessary. You, only being human, only being yourself. The hardest person to love has always been yourself. Because in a world of colours, shapes and sizes of all kinds, how could you dare to imagine fitting in it like a the missing half of a broken heart? How could you imagine that all you imperfections and insecurities will fade along the lines of self-loving? But no. You have to learn to love yourself. Trace your lines of imperfections with gentle hands, breathe in your insecurities like fresh summer air. You have to learn to be perfect in your own way, you have to understand that being beautiful is being you. The hardest person to love is always yourself- but you must do it anyways.
