I wish you could see
Through my window view
Even if it’s sometimes barred, blurred and even filled will tar
But… your splendor, so strong, permeates through it all
And I am left in awe

I wish you could see yourself
With l.o.v.e

Because
That is how I .see. [you]

I see how the spider’s web caresses you
How it clings on to your broken-in-the-process-of -healing heart
I see how the maggots are appalled by you
Their dinner isn’t ready; you’re alive

I see the smoke arise after
Every “I tried to hold it in, but failed” tear falls
How can you make such torment so painfully beautiful?

I wish I were a professional at taking pictures
I’d try and capture you, your essence
And please know,
That the only reason the picture is amazing
Is because you are in it, you made it amazing
Not because I took it

I wish I were great at painting
So that I could try and feel your skin with my brush
And softly, nervously
I’d retrace those brush strokes onto the canvas
But my efforts would be in vain

I wish I knew how to create things out of stone
Because I’d carve your heart out of it
And I’d show you the blood that still flows through it
That despite the efforts,
Your heart is strong but most importantly
It’s alive

I wish you could see the reflection in my eyes
When you look at them

I wish
That
I could truly give you
A detailed description of your beauty
Whether it be a photograph, painting or sculpture

but
 
I am not Michelangelo
I can’t break you free
And
You won’t let me
Nor am I Da Vinci
Nor am I anything great

But please accept this meager attempt
At somehow telling you
That you are so…elegantly beautiful that words fail me…























I’m sorry



























*i want to dedicate this to anyone who has ever felt that they aren't beautiful, pretty or worthy enough of anything. i want you to kno that u are. recently, i have been meeting ppl that are alot like that. so i wrote this to let u kno that u are...ppl just suck at times and they can't see it. also, to a few ppl that i kno personally...ppl that have already left us for these reasons...it hurts...and to be a bit more specific to Ms. June, she helped me out in ways that she doesn't realize at writing and inspiring this. and to the fuzzy bear that forgets this.and to cucu, who tries to help other ppl see this but won't admit it herself when she looks in a mirrior...it's really out to everyone...even myself, because i need to hear this too...

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