"I am still learning how to love myself," she said, her voice just barely cracking.
"Everyday i have to wake up and remind myself that my scars are stories and that the cracks in my heart are spaces for love to fill up and that i am not the sum of the people who have hurt me. Everyday i have to tell myself that im worthy of love. And im still learning how to believe that thats true."
She paused and took a deep breath in.
"You make me want to believe that that's true."
"So just be patient with me. Fill every nook and cranny of my battered soul with your smile and your laughter and your love. Bear with me as i learn to see myself the way you do. Love me as i learn to love myself. I promise ill get there."
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untold.
PoetryHanya untuk dibaca, bukan dirasakan. Apalagi berangan menjadi kenyataan.