I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Monday, October 22, 2007
The Importance
I know who you are. Not the you who changes masks for the world every hour of the day, depending on the audience - I know the you behind that. Beyond the tiny voice in your head. Beyond the compromises you make.
I accept you. I understand you. From the order you eat your food in, to the corners of your mouth.
These words made me cry..I hope I'd know who I am. I hope somebody will..someday.
ReplyDeletethank you. thank you. thank you.
beyond the compromises I make...
ReplyDeletebeautiful.