I look at myself and I see nothing good.
I see emptiness
I see insecurities
I see scars
I see fat
But when you look at me you see everything good.
You see the sparkle in my eyes
You see beauty
You see a heart that needs loved.
You see battle wounds.
You see all the things I can’t see. You look at me and see someone who’s gone without love for so long, and slowly but surely you’re making me see those things you see. The beauty, the sparkle, everything. You make me see the love I should’ve given myself a long time ago.
Hannah Larson.
Janurary 26th, 2022 12:45am
This is for you. I love you.