...i would tell you that i'm sorry
i'm sorry that someone made you think that your story doesn't matter
that your heart and your dreams and your voice don't matter
...i would tell you that they do
...i would tell you that what we need,
exactly what we need,
is the story that only you can tell
the dreams that only you can imagine
the heart that only you can share
...i would tell you that i'm scared too
...that i don't know either
...that i'm sorry she damaged you
...that i'm sorry he hurt you
...that your heart deserves so much more
...that we're all a little broken
...i would tell you that you don't need to be what you think i need
or what you think they want
...that i am content to just have you be you
we are content to have you be you
the worst version of yourself
the best version of yourself
so you can stop fighting with yourself
...i would tell you that who you are now is just a glimpse of who you will be
but that you are more wonderful than you know
...i would tell you that i don't know how to love you well
but i'm willing to try so that you can love yourself
please love yourself
care for yourself
believe in yourself
because i care for you
i believe in you
for you
with you
and i will keep believing in you, for you, with you
until you believe in you, for you, with you.
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