“Don’t you see? I’m the lucky one
to have you in my life.”
I often stop and wonder, when the sun peeks over the horizon at the start of a new day, what the day has in store for me. I often wonder if the people I love think of me as often as I think of them. And I can’t help but wonder how they see me. As I am. Flaws and all. I can’t help but wonder if, deep down, I’m not the person they hoped I would be. If I’ve failed in some way I’ve yet to fathom. But I try not to dwell on those darker thoughts. I try to accept them as they are, just as they do for me. And though it’s hard for me to trust in my heart that I am safe in loving them, I remind myself that they have no reason to lie. That they do love me. See me as I am. Beyond the flaws.
© Sarah Doughty
All I think about
is how lucky I am.
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