Train Of Thought: Delayed

What I Hope

Yeah it's hard,
It's hard to love yourself when the easiest thing is to join your haters by sitting down and picking out all your tiny imperfections that make you, yourself. Different

Most aren't even the imperfections you make them out to be.

But you know what, one day you are going to meet someone,
This someone will love you, all of you.
And they will love those "imperfections" as your perfections.
They will love all of you evenly and fully.

This person will most likely be the person you less expect, the last person picked for for a lunchtime game, that person who is always one block ahead of you on your morning run, or the guy or girl that commented on the same fandom post you did adding their own theory about something. Strangers for now.

But maybe, just maybe one you will be going along with your daily mundane routine and as you walk past the mirror, you will pause for a split second to smile. No matter how big it is, a wide grin or twitch of the lips, it will be a smile.

I hope that one day this happens to be you. With someone's help or by yourself. In your own I time I hope that one day that person who looks at you and loves you with all their heart, inside and out, I hope that person is you.