People think I’m something euphoric,
experienced by few.
But all of that struggle you’re going through,
That’s me too.
Struggle is a reminder that you exist,
And now that’s tied to me,
So see that it’s the same thing to have something asked of you,
As it is to be told that you’re lovely.
You’re lovely.
And things happen to you because you matter,
Because you’re there for them to exist upon,
You are a foundation for reality,
Just like how I exist more because of your wrong.
The hard parts of things
I don’t get the credit for,
People say that’s the opposite of who
I am.
But realize that love isn’t soft,
It’s true.
So when something actually hard happens,
Know that it’s because someone is in love with you.
Hear Him whisper,
“I’m in love with you.”
