I think you're beautiful,
I think you're lovely.
I think you're wonderful,
I think you're special.
I know you're loved,
I know you're wanted.
I think you're intelligent,
no I think you're brilliant.
I think you're awesome,
no I know you're magnificent.
You are treasured.
You have purpose.
I think you're flawed, and need saving.
I think you're messed up,
You need a bit of rearranging.
But you're unique,
you're one of a kind!
You're so precious in my eyes.
You're a child of the most high.
YOU ARE READING
Incomplete thoughts.
PuisiA collection of words that convey incomplete stories from my mind. Some mere sentences, some paragraphs with misplaced conclusions. A fragment of a picture.
