You don't see yourself the way I see you. One day, when I tell you you're amazing, the voice in your head will only echo in agreement. You aren't your shortcomings. Those imperfections you believe to be glaring are unnoticeable to me. You aren't the flaws you try to hide. You aren't the mistakes you've made. You aren't the abuse you took. Please understand that to me, you're heroic, so it's difficult to hear you speak of yourself with resentment. You undermine the bridges you rebuilt, while I'm in awe of the world you grew from nothing. You don't understand how much you mean to me. You don't realize how colorless my life would become if you weren't in it. Even when it's dark you shine on me. I would choose your rain over anyone else's sunlight. I would choose your cold nights over any warm body. You are the realest thing I've ever loved, and I don't want a single day without you. I know it's hard to unlearn all the things this world has convinced you are wrong about yourself. So, I'll point out every star I see in you until the night skies you carry are blinding. I'll shower you with the words you never heard enough of until that voice in your head believes what I know is true -You are loved. You are beautiful.
You are everything.
