Having these talks with you. Getting lost in my own thoughts and ideas. You make me think. You push me further into my beliefs. God, I don’t think you’ll ever know how much I adore you for nights like these.
I feel. . .
Back to normal. I feel like myself. I am loved. I am amazing in my own ways. And I know that. The question is, do you know you are stunning? No one else will realize it, until you do. Look in the mirror darling, because you light up the world.
Panic attacks at 5 am suck.