I died because of you but I am living because of me.
The most beautiful mystery of all...is me.
I'm in awe of my loving heart.
Some days I wish and wish on the moon that I could have someone
And others I wish on the moon to grant me time.
Time for myself.
To find me, to love me, to be absolutely infatuated with all of me.
Someone once told me, "There's absolutely nothing wrong with you."
I spent so much time trying to fix ghost defects.
I am whole.
I am me.
I am all that someone would love to have.
I think back to my tears; to the darkness; to the sadness; the manipulated guilt.
All the nothing I was losing.
I bring myself to right now; my smile; my jokes; my joy; my sunny days; my motivation.
The lightness of my consciousness.
All the everything I have gained.
~Do all things with love~ P.