You are beautiful, today—although the you don't feel that way, you are wonderful. The day will come when you will be more beautiful, than today; maybe not today, tomorrow or next week—yet, you will. Because you will feel it. Because you will love what...
She's a tender intuitive Like many she's met Constantly self-critical Consicely self-chronicling What did she do, now Could she do anything right Just justly
She means well She meant well yet— Everyone Feels otherwise Why
If I come From a place Of love Will I Do the right thing Always
She's a Warm cup of tea And not the traditional kind But the spicy Vibrant Sometimes snarky kind Gentle Kind reminder kind And a Hold me to it Kind Just Always there for me Tea I guess you could say ...
When did this feeling arrive When did the pain Become pain When did it not bother to say it was here When it was here all along Smile She said One against Many Is just how it feels.
Don't you— In fact, WITH EASE, when you think about it—you are smarter than me. You're always more right than I. You're more right than nearly all of us, aren't you. I bet when in a single exhale you realize you're so much smarter than us you...
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