Yes I like the world. It's a beatiful place; With people that do things. They work And play And laugh And pray. They smile And dance And run And prance. People can make art. People are art. People can make other people too. People can feel emotions: Like happiness And gratefullness And sadness. People can feel guilt. But there is one thing that people will never be able to truly understand. Leonardo taught us to paint with perspective. And Vesalius taught us about our anatomy. But no one taught us about that feeling you get right above your stomach and just underneath your lungs. The feeling that makes you want to laugh outloud And cry with joy. It makes you feel like you are going to be sick. But at the same exact time it is the best feeling in the world. Love. It allows us to paint works of art. It allows us to make other people. It allows us to laugh. It makes us smile. And run and dance and cry and prance. It controls your #life everyday. It has the power to create war. It has the power to create change. It has the power to scare people. It has the power to change you and you and you. One day I hope to find that. A person. That can do all of those things to me. I know it's scary to think about. Honey, I know. I know it's scary to think about putting your feelings out there. I know it's scary to seem vulnerable. I know it's scary to have someone know what's going on inside your head. I know it's scary to imagine telling someone exactly how you feel. But have you ever thought that maybe just maybe it's all worth it? Love is worth the pain? Yes.
One day I won't remember you Your name will simply be a word that I don't hear anymore Your smell will blend in with the scents of my #life You'll be buried by memories Your smile will be one I don't recognize anymore Your laugh will be the voice of a stranger And you will be sucked in by nostalgia And I will miss you But in this moment your name is my favorite thing to hear Your smell is engraved in me Your smile makes me eternally happy Your laugh makes me forget
Dear Daughter We all have opinions Some no one wants to hear Others that seem to matter more But darling do not fear To him you are not The prettiest The Tallest The Skinniest He says he loves you But honey He doesn't deserve to But to me you are Generous Daring Yet courteous You are faithful And gentle Honest And helpful You are the very best at everything you do How could someone treat you this way? A mystery it's true Sweetheart you are Sensible Funny And adaptable You are the funniest And wittiest Brightest girl there is I can't forget your determination And Imagination Your Loving Loyal Self To me you are The bravest Most courageous Beautiful And divine Most intelligent girl I've ever met And I'm glad to call you mine