
I’ve been tossed around and shattered
one too many times,
but you never tried to fix me.
You see me and understand me, holistically,
without needing to glue me all back together.
You love every little piece of me,
no matter how sharp,
no matter how ugly,
no matter how broken.
You appreciate all of my pieces;
whether they’re temporarily taped together
or fallen into a scattered mess,
you still think I’m beautiful.
You aren’t afraid to hold up
another mirror to show me
where I need growth
so I can be whole again.
I know I’m not easy to love,
but you do every single day,
even when we’ve gone our separate ways.
Thank you for loving me.
And for everything you did
to love me the best way you could,
I’m grateful.
9/11/21
Beautiful.ππβ€ππ
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