untangling the web

You love me

as I am,

and just living with that thought

makes me eternally grateful.

You really love me.

 

And it’s not the face I put on in the morning that you love,

the ‘how are you?’ ‘It’s fine’ face,

the smile and the world smiles with you face,

it’s deep inside, the real me,

the worried me,

the scared me,

the angry me,

the frustrated me,

as well as the happy me,

the at-peace me.

 

You love me

as I am,

and just living with that thought

makes me eternally grateful.