You wake up with hair entangled, puffy eyes and a dry smile
Wondering how you left yourself in peace but came back so wild.
I find myself most taken aback by your beauty, when you first wake up....
a little startled yet vulnerable.
An image both so raw and bare.
I find myself most amazed by you when you’re struggling to find something to wear Finding who you are between your needs and their wants
A little everywhere yet here at the same time
A little lost yet found all in the same mind
I tell you so often your very imperfections are what make you perfect
To my beautiful mess..
here’s a little message to let you know you’re worth it.