The beauty within you

Perfection is an illusion, it makes us believe we have to be like the ones we see online or in magazines. It makes us think that we need likes, follows and shares to feel important and to be seen. It’s a trap to make you think you are less than because you look different than what “society” says we should look like. 

I am flawed, but I am also alive, breathing, and evolving. I embrace my flaws as the fractured fragments that make me whole, for it is in these cracks that the light of resilience and authenticity shines through.

Flaws give texture to the masterpiece that we are. We are masterpieces, just as we are. Don’t ever change your true canvas for anyone. I see you and I see how beautiful you are. Keep shining that beauty.

In my daydreams

reality gently tugged 
at the edges of my daydream 
reminding me that he was miles away
yet in that moment
I knew that the distance between us 
was insignificant
for in my daydream
he was with me 
his presence as real 
as the beating of my heart 
and as I slowly returned
to the world outside my mind 
I couldn’t help but smile
knowing that I would carry him with me 
always in my daydreams 
and in my heart

Paper memories

paper memories 
fragile and timeless
hold the essence of our journey 
they are the faded love letters 
tucked away in a drawer
the ones I read
over and over again
just to replay your words
to smell the scent 
of each letter
hoping they will fill
the cracks in my broken heart
and I wish I could have
just one more moment with you
because I’d never let you go
again