Sunday, July 19, 2009

-
make art anyway.
-anonymous relative
-
I think you are beautiful even though no one you meet will ever fully agree with me.
I love your hair.
I love your eyes.
I love the things you think and the way you say them.
I love how you will get there in the end and I get to go with you.
I love knowing that one day you too will fully love me.
I love that you tried and they didn't like it that much and you stayed vulnerable anyway.
I love that you are learning to give me all the things that you love the most.
I love that you didn't want to want to hurt them.
I love that moment when you know that I'm looking right at you.
I think you are courageous.
I think you are infinitely changing.
I think that you are different.