Trostspender

(Das Gute ist, dieser hier geht nie leer)

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I learned something new about myself after believing a lie for so long time. Its okay how I am feeling. I am valid. I am beautiful. Even so when I feel blank and full of anxiety.

Down inside, I am a moth that finds a light. I want to believe that's a good thing. Because as soon as it's gone, I know how precious darkness is. Then I know the meaning to all that fights.

In this place, somewhere in the realm of my stars, amid this warm sparkle, three words made all the difference for me: I see you.

Now, i can see you. And those are all the words I've always wanted to say to you.

I trust you. There is nothing to worry about. Do every damn stupid thing that makes you feel alive. You are beautiful. So beautiful, my little new light.