Even when I lose myself a thousand times, you still happen to find me.

Even when I feel invisible, you say hi.

I’ve been underestimated enough to appreciate your trust.

I just can’t shake the internal debate to let you in.

I can’t seem to trust myself enough to love you right…the way you should be loved.

You’re a diamond, lost in compression.

You still manage to shine bright enough for me to see you.

I wish I could forget about the things that cause this anxiety.

I want to love you the way you should be loved…

It can’t be done right if what it takes is for me to know how to love me first.

You’re ability to understand me when I don’t even understand myself is extraordinary.

Searching for myself in the dark when constantly offered light…that who I am.

I need you to eventually understand.