As I sit here reflecting on the life that I’ve had, I can’t help but to pray that you never succumb to the same demons that I have. Ones of pain, insecurity, lack of self-worth, sadness, anger, fear.
Ones that make you wonder what your purpose in life is. Ones that make you look to others for confirmation that you’re worthy of love. And when people let you down, which they will, I hope the demons don’t scream louder, making you deaf to anything above the noise. Making you deaf to the truth about your beauty, your value.
I would give my life right now if it meant that I could somehow protect you from ever allowing these things to poison your soul; because you, my love, are everything that is beautiful, everything that makes this world brighter, more colorful.
You are the sun in the sky, the stars that help me find my way home. The wonder that shines in your eyes at the things that us adults take for granted every single day is incredible.
Your contagious smile spreads like a wildfire no matter who you are around; and just for those few moments while that smile is plastered on your face, it does something to me.