October 1st, 2018
Her smile melted everything. The numbness, the grey. Everything. When she smiled the sun came out from under the rain and washed it all away. Regret. Sin. Hopelessness. Those things had no place here. Not where she stood. Even if she had a rainy day, the glow off her skin told the world that living had reason. You matter. You are here for something. Her eyes are bright as she says, "Even if that reason is to see the next day or simply give your cat company, here you are my sweet. Even if your reason for living is just to live, then you're succeeding!"
When I haven't heard from her in a long time I still trust. Cause when I do hear from her I feel as if I could run a marathon. When she is hidden I try my best not to sit idly. When she comes back I want her look and see what I've done and say, "You did well. Come here and rest with me. We'll have more to do once you're ready again." I will rest warmly under her wings as we wait for that time to come. But for now, I will happily melt under that smile.
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