i want to tell her.

i want to tell her to remember.

to remember that even when life feels so very hard

there is joy to be found.

i want to gently coax her back into the living

 by reminding her that tears before rising

 are not the way the story has to end.

 

 i want her to retrain her eyes to see beauty

everywhere!

i want to comfort her and wrap my arms around her

and whisper sweet nothings to her.

i want to blanket her with so much love.

i want to tell her that this is only a part of her story.

and it is a worthy part. an important part,

that deserves time and attention

but only a part.

there is so much more to her

than her broken parts.