{119} I need you

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Opening layers, I never wished to reveal

Never rejecting the truth: I need you

In anything, you are everything

On shaky croaking knees; reflective and praying

No longer in doubt of who I can be with your grace

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The joy of writing this poetry book has been watching my poetry grow. I have grown as a poet and as a writer over these last two and half years. I can't even believe it has even been that long! Nonetheless I am super grateful to all of you! Thank you for your patience! Thank you for your support! Thank you for reading! Follow my newly made Instagram account gentlestepsnyc !

As time goes by I am always tempted to edit my work based on my current writing style (Recently I have been into acrostic poems. I wonder if you can tell.) and while I am sure I might have edited poems before in the past, I don't do it anymore. The beauty of life is watching yourself grow. Society tells us (and sometimes we tell ourselves) that it is the end result that matters but the journey is just as important. As I peel open my layers and see myself in all its flaws and beauty, I see that growth is so precious and so scarce. Many people lose hope, lose dreams and become stagnant. They want nothing in life and wish for everything to stay the same. I want that to never be the case for your life. I hope you keep growing and becoming the best version of yourself. Self-improvement is always the best improvement and there is no right and wrong. Someone may think you are the kindest person and you may think you are selfish and so you set the intention to be more kind. And that is okay! Someone may think your legs are scrawny and you may think your legs are perfect and so you set the intention to maintain them in all their glory. And that's okay! Just keep pushing forward! You are loved!

~ Have you ever peeled an onion?

Is it just me or does even the slightest smell of onions being peeled makes me bawl like a baby who just lost its balloon???

Sending you baskets of balloons so you too can fly,

D.O.

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