I looked in the mirror

and realized for the first time

this broken mess was beautiful

and didn’t have to settle for less

or give more than she wanted to.


Dear Someone XXXI

Dear Someone,


no one will be you again

after you die


no one has your life

and can see with your perspective


no one will be a better fit for your soul mate,

they’ll wonder where you are…


no one will have your kids,

they won’t have your creativity and bright eyes


no one has your smile

or your sassy, snarky attitude.


no one will be the writer you are,

you craft characters; breathed life into them


so, hold on

you are more than you feel you are