Loving her makes me love myself.

More. More than ever before.

Her smile makes me enjoy my own laughter.

Her words of appreciation make me proud of my actions.

Her confidence makes me more sure of myself.

I don’t doubt if I look good, if I say the right thing, if I am enough.

I just know.

I can be my true self,

There is no need for improvement,

but I do it anyway, automatically.

Becoming more aware of other realities,

reflecting on everything I have known so far,

questioning the status quo.

Even though this is scary at times,

with her i never feel overwhelmed.

One second I am spiralling and getting lost in all the sorrow of the world.

The next I look into her eyes and I land back on my feet.