i want to tell you about the time i was good,
but i was good because they were bad.
i want to tell you about the time i survived,
but i survived because they were abusive.
i want to tell you about the time i won,
but i won because they lost.
i want to tell you about the time i tripped,
but i did that all by myself
and i just don’t feel like going
solo.
i think you were good and you survived and you won because you are you.
we all trip sometimes, and like i said the other day, you get back up, scraped, but laughing. and you are not solo, you are loved and there’s just all kinds of people waiting to pick you up when you fall,
i get back up cause you stop digging for words long enough to give me a hand to right and steady me. thank you.
oh I love you so
Very nicely done. xoxo
i want to tell you about the time i showed up
but i am distracted by the beauty of your words.
i want to tell you about the time i was moved
but i am distracted by the beauty of your heart.
i want to tell you about the inspiration in my soul
but you already know, you put it there.