I Want to Love Me

I want to love me.

I want to love the whole me.

Every imperfection.

Every flaw.

Every scar.

Every mistake.

Every stumble.

They make me, me.
And me is pretty amazing.

I want to love me.
Love me from the inside out.

When I look in the mirrior,
I want to see my insides.

I know what I went through,
And I what i am overcoming.

I have so many scars.
Scars that made me in to a person.

I was  hurt,
but still, I am able to smile.
Find the good. And go on.

My eyes she’d rivers of tears.
But I’ve built bridges,
Crossed them,
and started again.

So when I look in the mirror,
I wish all that can come shining out of me.

Instead of seeing my external imperfections,
I want to see my internal work in progress.

But the internals are hidden,
It’s between me and God.
Between me and my heart.

But that is what makes them beautiful.
Beacuse they are private.

I hope that one day this will help me love my body.
It won’t happen over night but one day it will.

Until than
I will be grateful for my body,
And the work it does for me,
Keeping me alive,
every minute, every day.