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You are a beautiful soul.
I love you when you’re a mess, when you are jobless, when you are angry and when you act foolish.
I love you when you throw away great opportunities, make the same mistakes 5 times and then a sixth.
I love you when you can’t seem to love others much less yourself.
I love how you are scared to hurt others and how you are scared to be hurt.
I love how you love when you are not scared at all.
I love how you sit by the lake and the waves make you feel small again.
I love you when you do the opposite of what everyone tells you to do.
I love you when you are too hard on yourself and too easy on others.
I love you when you are too easy on yourself and too hard on others.
I love you when you think your God’s gift to the earth
I love you when you wonder if you’re the devil
I love you when you lie
I love you when you are way too honest at all the wrong times
I love you the way that you are. Yesterday, today, tomorrow.
I couldn’t see how much I loved you until you were gone and then, again, when you were the only one there.
Now I see the strength that you possess all on your own but not on your own at all.
I see who you are and who you can be.
Not one day at a time
But
How you live everyday is your life.

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Published by: her mourning coffee

Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

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