Sunday, February 8, 2009

You're Stronger.

You don't let go easy. You wear it proud, fully aware of its presence. It's beautiful. In a world of teenage attention spans, your dedication is refreshing. I'm in awe of your affection and my respect for you far exceeds your age. You play savior to so many, even those who choose not to notice.

But who are you saving if you forget to save yourself? The very thing you pride the most is also your biggest downfall. If your vision didn't pass it off as a mirage, it'd haunt you. But you see it for the duality it holds and you do the best you can under its weight. Sometimes you have it all figured out, handled with grace and neatly tied up.

Then there's times like now. A sudden motion wrecks your balance and you're flat on the ground, it seems. All this time you fought so hard to keep your head above. Don't drown just yet. I've been trying all along to help without saying the harshest words, but I can't hold them back much longer. You can throw my words off if you want, but you have to know this much: you're too beautiful, too wonderful, too powerful to let someone like him render you powerless. I know in your eyes everyone is worth saving, but please, you don't have to gamble with your happiness to play hero. It's out of yours hands and into his head, and as awful as it can feel to let someone else hold fate, you have to let him.

I can't watch you throw yourself in the path of every hurt anymore. You're doing this to yourself and it's breaking my heart. You deserve more. When I told you he wasn't good enough, I meant it. I know he was nicer, sweeter, younger than you're used to, but that doesn't make him better. That doesn't mean you're not worthy of more. You are, and it kills to see you sell yourself short. What are you to yourself; what do you see? I told you what I see, and I pray the mirror doesn't play tricks on you. Don't tell yourself he's the best you'll ever get. The best you'll ever get would never imply that all you're worthy of is one word at a time and forgotten phone calls.

There is absolutely no shame in loving yourself unconditionally. I'll tell you this every day if I have to. Let yourself get over him, for the sake of your sanity and the sake of everything you need. All I can do is care for you and do my best to help you. I'm terrified of the girl I've known for the weekend. I wanted so badly to talk but the one words made it hard. Please don't retreat into yourself. I can't watch this. I can't see you hurt yourself anymore.

You deserve happiness and I don't care if you disagree. You are worthy of over-the-moon happy, perfect good times, and anything your heart could dream. You're too hard on yourself. You are beautiful. There's a reason people love you, and why so many people know you are there for them whenever they need you. Look at everything you've done in your years of life, all the people you've affected. I miss your smile, because they're few and far between lately.

Help me help you; help yourself. I'm scared and I don't know what to do to help. I've been trying. I want you to let the people who love you in, and find it in yourself to know that you deserve happiness. I can't stand to see you hurt like this anymore. It's okay to let go every once in awhile. You're going to do big and beautiful things in this world; now let yourself see your impact.

Every time you look in the mirror, I hope you see the beautiful person I do. Inside and out.

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