God, did you get better.

you loved her so hard you forgot to hate yourself.
you even began to get out of bed early instead of not at all,
just to see her lovely face.
you were so busy loving her,
you didn’t notice all the wilted flowers inside of you
were starting to grow back and
you were trying so hard to impress her that
you finally cleaned up your mess of a life.
and maybe it wasn’t spotless, but it was still enough.
you stopped slumping your shoulders
and started looking people in the eye.
she made you want to get better,
and you did,
God, did you get better.
her touch made you feel things you haven’t been able to in a long time.
you loved her so much you fell in love with yourself.


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