he loves me because i’m beautiful – beautiful in my thoughts, beautiful in my actions, beautiful in my words, beautiful in the pictures he asks for and saves, beautiful in his arms, beautiful in his car and in a bed and beautiful to touch, and beautiful close and beautiful far.
they love me because i’m beautiful – beautiful in my concern, beautiful in how i love, how i laugh, how i cry and how i live and how i grow, beautiful because i’m light even when i’m messy, even when i cry, even when i’m sick, i’m light in their days and i am light in their nights, beautiful when i come and beautiful when i go.
i don’t believe anyone loves without reason, whether the purpose is to take or to have or to keep or to hold, but for whatever reason i am loved and that’s success, sevenfold.
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