I am alone with myself, Gosh I’ve never felt so lonely and I subconsciously fear what I may learn from the parts of me I’ve never known.
I realized just how much I don’t want anything better until I am good enough with what I’ve got “me”. I was told I’m not good enough, but I still long to be the reason for someone’s smile. Wait, I thought this was about me… ” I still long to be the reason for my smile”.
I intensely long to love my curves without living my skin. I long to believe in myself. I can hear my heart talking about my mistakes, just when I am trying to love myself. It whispers my imperfections to my lungs and I forget how to keep myself alive.
I am still searching for the phenomenon of love, where I will find my soul and search no more. I long for my soul to quietly step into its destiny. I am starved for the connection with my soul.
Although I am not perfect I deserve to love myself with the same unconditional love I’ve given to others. I just need to stop defining myself!