I wish I could take away your pain,
all your doubts, fears, and guilt,
turn your tears to laughter,
and replace what you see in the mirror
with what I see when I look at you.
You're not broken, and if you are,
your cracks are like those in asphalt
that form when life erupts forth,
so maybe it's not intentional,
but daisies grow through your cracks.
And you're so damn beautiful,
but like a flower in full bloom
you can't see it for yourself,
like how the room lights up when you
smile,
and that's just on the surface.
You carry with you the force of the
ocean,
capable of sinking any ship or island,
your depths are mysterious and
terrifying,
but I'm thankful for every glance,
every opportunity to anchor myself in
you.
I would give up my own sight
if it meant you could see yourself as I
do,
not some broken, lost, ugly mess,
but a beautiful, intelligent,
incredible woman
who deserves to be happy.
-Zero
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